Monster Mash. (Who knows?). . I was working in the lab, late one night. When my eyes beheld a eerie sight. For my monster from the slab began to rise.
There's a farm called Misery, but of that we'll have none. Because we know of one. That's always lots of fun (Ha ha!). And this one's name is Jollity; believe me, folks, it's great.
Lipstickgleam. Hexachloraphene. Cling cling the ring. Clang clang she sang. It's tragic magic. There are no coincidences. But sometimes the pattern is more obvious.
The Joke Shop Man has lots of gags. Like plastic ears, exploding fags. A million laughs to give your friends a treat. Ho ho, hee hee, ha ha. . The Joke Shop Man has lots of gags.
It'll only take a minute of your time. To tell you I love you. Oh, you shouldn't be such a tease. Oh, oh woah. Oh, oh woah. . Every time I look into your eyes.
There are things that must be done. That are not yet begun. Things that I must do. When I want to be with you. Although we're far apart. You're with me in my heart.
You know, people may say that it will never do. But I can't help the way I feel when I'm with you. . Hello Mabel, are you able to come out today?. It's a lovely day, won't you come and stay?.
Laura and Tommy were lovers. He wanted to give her everything. Flowers, presents and most of all a wedding ring. He saw a sign for a stock car race. A thousand dollar prize it read.
I'm filthy, I'm hungry. I'm fed up to the teeth. I'm very revolutionary. I haven't washed in weeks. You've seen me dancing topless. And kipping on the beach.
I don't like you, but I love you,. Seems that I'm always thinking of you.. Oh, oh, oh, you treat me badly,. I love you madly, you really got a hold on me..
Tomorrow morning I'll be rising. And I keep waiting for the sun to shine. Goodbye yesterday, I need to find a better way. Tomorrow morning should be fine.
I wanna run away. Can I disintegrate?. Where's my freedom?. There's no freedom. A complicated grief. I need to find relief. Where's my feeling?. There's no feeling.
I'm out of inspiration. Time to break it in a million little pieces. The magic and depression. It settles in like cancer of the soul. . Turn the corner as I turned a phrase.
When you're feeling empty. Fragile, hungry and stoned. Sweet cinnamon spice. And then you're on your own. . Retracing footsteps of my younger days. Hold on, rearview mirror lies in the haze.
I started out so starry-eyed. Full of hope and wonder. And I wore flowers in my hair. Not aware I'd been defiled. . (Every time I see you) I know it's going down.
I come to you to ask for your forgiveness. I need to lift you up before I fall. I'll comfort you, I know it makes a difference. When nothing else is making sense at all.
Your god, your god, my god, my god. Enough, enough, enough, I'm losing my mind. You lie, you lie, you lie, you lie. You lost, you lost, you're lost, you're losing your money.
The eyes of a man. That can see what you can. Are the eyes that can see. Far beyond you and me. So we'll wait and we'll wait. Until we are like he.. .
I was born in a bunk. Mama died and my daddy got drunk. Left me here to die or grow. In the middle of Tobacco Road.. . Grew up in a dusty shack. All I had was a-hanging on my back.
Did you ever see a girl grow up before your eyes. Her girlish smile has turned to woman's sighs. And denim has turned to chiffon and lace. To adorn the beauty of a woman's face.