Well, Tommy stepped away. From the world for awhile. He only left a picture. Of a seventh grade smile. . Well, he got caught in between. A mother's lost hope.
I work in the slaughter house, I am the gutter. Working in the slaughter house with my mother. It smells bad inside of here but it's okay my dear. It's okay because I like to play with the blood everyday.
They say coffee makes me nervous. They say that alcohol spins me 'round. They say that I've got some questionable behavior. And I suspect, it's all written down.
What's between robot land and the cemetery. Is a realistic replica of the coup where Buckethead grew up. It's like you've stepped out of Bucketheadland's fantasy life.
Oh no, not again, please tell me, I'm wrong. It's been ten minutes since they played this song. Or is it the band with the one word name?. I get so confused, it all sounds the same.
In all the water she said to me. She said to me, "I'm sorry". In all the water she said to me. She said to me, "It's alright". . All that I could say.
i woke up this morning. to a voice in my head. it said it's time to get a job. it said it's time to more ahead. it's time to do what's right. it's time you get a life.
You ever been so bored. That you start counting all your teeth. As you squirm around and fidget. In you cluttered, lousy seat. . You ever been so tired.
fast and clean. in his rhythm machine. he goes down to the beach. but little does he know. the girls down there. are out of his reach. . he has a good time.
Wrap your fingers 'round this now. Well, I've heard things about you. Walking the halls, we know so well. And no way that could be true. . You got a girl, said she's a model.