Up all night, drunk all night. Just give me another light. Another girl, another world. Another night, another fight. Play my music, play it loud. Start a riot in a crowd.
As gray as a monarch, the moments I pass. The whisky bottle is my globe and the specter is my glass. My table is my throne, and the bar room is my court.
One the 1st day of Christmas, my true slut gave to me a virgin so very horny.. On the 2nd day, she gave me 2 pecker rubs and a virgin so very horny.. Now on the 3rd day of Christmas, that ol' bitch, she brought home 3 french whores, 2 pecker rubs and a virgin so very horny..
Hey now girls, I want lip service. I don't wear a uniform and I'm not in the service. I'm in all day, never seeing the sun. But when the sun goes down into the night I cum.
Gimme some skin. Gimme some skin. Oh baby gimme some skin. Try to gimme some skin. Damn. Damn. . Time for man. She got some. She uses me whatever I am.
I used to like my neighborhood. It really made me feel good. Until they brought a church and steeple. Greedy awful people. . They drive those fuckin' awful cars.
Gimme danger, little stranger. And I feel with you at ease. Gimme danger, little stranger. And I'll feel your disease. . There's nothing in my dreams.
Oh it's hard bein' little in a grown up world. I bet shirley temple hated every curl. They think our life is easy. Like a song that's ligth and breezy.
feels like a bad bad feeling's been knocking on my door. i should have known, it was just a matter of time. i've been looking at myself in a heap on the floor.
Go away little boy. Go away little boy. I'm not supposed to be alone with you. I know that your lips are sweet. But our lips must never meet. We're not grown up enough you know that it's true.
Yesterday we drove to the other side of town. But most nights we're only riding around.. . We talk about the holidays we never take. And it seems like we're always on the make..
Shoot it all out across the nation. We don't need your fuckin' education. We're sick and tired of your vile population. You rmother don't like your chronic generation....
So I said this once before. I'm never gonna give you in. No, not again. 'Cause I've waited all I've known, to watch it fade and slip away now. . From my hands.
Hold me now I need to feel relief. Like I never wanted anything. I suppose I'll let this go and find a reason I'll hold on to. I'm so ashamed of defeat.
Trust all the things. I tell you are true. Dress up in your best. So I can be proud of you. . And never believe I won't turn on you. And never believe I do this for you.
Last night I saw that beauty queen. Watched her paint her face on. I want to be that magazine. That she bases life on. I want to waste her monthly blood.
Hey, don't wash those tears away. Keep 'em in a safe. They're the last you'll ever make. Everybody sings. Songs of misery. Making their mistakes. While their making history.
Don't look so down and out. Built your house. You burned it down. You're not so innocent now (now). Just can't wait to blow this place. Feeling like a basket case.
And I wish I was infinite. And given my way. I'd be so fuckin' cool. Oh, when I'm feeling the rush. Oh, I look at you through different eyes. I never knew my thoughts televise.
Dug up a fifth of Hood River gin. That stuff tastes like medicine. But I'll take it. It'll do. . On the couch in the living room all day long. Music on the television playing our song.