I've seen you in the mirror when the story began and. I fell in love with you I love yer mortal sin. Your brains are locked away but I love your company.
An imitation from New York. You're made in Japan from cheese and chalk. You're hippy tarts hero 'cos you put on a bad show. You put on a bad show, oh, don't it show.
An immitation from New York. You're made in Japan. From cheese and chalk. You're hipy tarts hero. 'cos you put on bad show. Oh don't it show. . Still oh out on those pills.
Now I know, now that you don't love me no more, no more. You took my love and now you're gone, gone. You took my love and now you're gone. . People say that you're not my kind, my kind.
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No fun my babe. No fun. No fun my babe. No fun. No fun to hang around. Feelin that same old way. No fun to hang around. Freaked out for another day. .
It was in the winter of my fiftieth year. When it hit me. I was really alone. And there wasn't a hell of a lot of time left. Every laugh and touch I could get.
She's not riqht. I want somehing I want something tonight. I want something. I want something, all right. But she can't help because she's not righ. No, no, no, no,.
Nightclubbing, we're nightclubbing. We're what's happening. Nightclubbing, we're nightclubbing. We're an ice machine. . We see people, brand new people.
No fun my babe. No fun. No fun my babe. No fun. No fun to hang around. Feelin' that same old way. No fun to hang around. Freaked out for another day. No fun my babe.
I want to fuck her on the floor. Among my books of ancient lore. So I will make a full report. I got a Nazi girlfriend. . It's not the four inch heels she wears.
Down where your paint is cracking. Look down your backstairs buddy. Somebody's living there and. He don't really feel the weather. And he don't share your pleasures.
I'm sliding like a lizard on my belly and back. It's a miracle I haven't fallen through any cracks. The life on display is trouble for sure. The drugs that I took have made me impure.
I'm healthy as a horse. Ahh, but everything is spinnin'. And if I use a gun I'm sure to go to prison. I'm stubborn as a mule. and nobody breaks my rules.
It's nice to be dead. It's nice to be underground. Free of the ugly sounds. Of life. . It's nice to be dead. Nice to be understood. No need for being good.
Nightclubbing we're nightclubbing. We're what's happening. Nightclubbing we're nightclubbing. We're an ice machine. We see people brand new people. They're something to see.
This is a black, black ski mask song. . So put all of your anger on. In the truly gruesome do we trust. I will always land on you like a sucker punch.
Drink down that gin and kerosene. And come, spit on bridges with me. Just to keep us warm. Light a match to leave me be. Light a match to leave me be!.
Drink down that gin and kerosene. And come, spit on bridges with me. Just to keep us warm. Light a match to leave me be. Light a match to leave me be!.