Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like to ball. Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like to ball. When you're rockin' and a rollin'. Can't hear your momma call. .
You say, you want nothing, that's alright. 'Cause nothing is easy and nothing'll last you all night. In pieces and pieces and pieces go under the spell.
Way off down the road. There comes Wagon Red. Found himself a nickel. Went straight to his head. . Get on down. Get on down. Get on down, whoa. . I looked out my window.
It's a swamp. Just a jungle. Tigers slipping through all the time. Snakes and alligators. Want to have a piece of what is mine. I don't pay. No attention.
You said I shouldn't have gone. I don't know I went ahead on anyway. Night time wore to dawn. I found my free will had gone away from me. Behind the masks that pass for faces.
One small touch. Now that's all. This one's for everyone. No more of anything. . Here before, it's begun. The battle for the future has been won. Here before, it's been told.
You can run but you'll never get away from the smell of the garbage. And there's crap on your shoes, and the smell of it is making you happy. And the seeds are exploding and the aphides are eating your garden.
Praise the sight. Someone dropped a ball on me. Damn the wind. Giving life to sails. . Human sin. Couldn't stir a fire in me. Damn the night. As the powders fail.
Four skulls in a square of bushes. Fireworks now and all were wed. They loved and walked and fed on garbage. Moved pool tables with bad backs. . Since I hurt myself, I feel so much better.
Last hand I shook, was a boat that floated on its back all day. In the middle of a song about trees that are scared of the dark. Wait until you're gone to steal some thoughts from offa the shelf.
I thought that it was over. These seem to be the days of wine. You've done as you please. We're all so relieved. . I wanna be a rainbow. Laid out across the stormy skies.
Pistachios turn your fingers red. Row your way back home you know. Roll right into bed. Pick it up in a week or two. . Flags jump out your head. Row your way back home you know.
it's the only dance there is. you'll be judged when you're through. this is a dance contest. this is a marathon. do the electromud. you've got no choice.
Verse 1:. Right before the leaf as fat before the waters. The invisible leafs trashed by implotion. They said you were strong then you were addicting.
Here's a question, which one is right, now?. Now replyin', chicken equals cow. And cows don't mean a thing. Here's the righteous spring. . Got a big head and it only keeps growin'.
Everybody's got some kind of belief about creator. Some say openly, "I don't know". Some build elevators to take the chosen few. Who can afford the scenic view.
I lost my mind a couple of gals ago. I left behind, never saw it go. Just a little bit of snow out on the leaves. Just confusion drifting, swirling to my knees.
Coming down from the mountain. I have seen the high and mighty. I will go again someday. But for now I'm coming down. Coming down from the mountain. I have seen the lofty glory.
Comin' down from the mountain. I have seen the high and mighty. I will go again someday. But for now I'm comin' down. . Comin' down from the mountain.
More and more I find. I thought I lost what I left behind. On and on it goes. Through the door and away it goes. . So I'll find myself a new pair of shoes.