Well here, babe, look at you, in love with someone else. Turned out like all the others, leave me by myself. That's how it works, I guess, and you like all the rest.
I can't believe it, that I lost you,. Coulda made it happen, but it didn't come true,. Some other guy got you home and dry,. Only been the one, same old song,.
Monster in the moonlight, devils in his head. How can they shout so loud?. Tonight is his to take nobody knows his face. Something he will not allow. Unseen, wet dream, steel claw.
People tell me you didn't know better,. Give me sermons 'bout the things I do,. Come to love 'em, even wrote letters,. You know I even asked it of you, I said,.
New York City, N.Y.C.,. Pretty mean when it wants to be,. Black leather, knee-hole pants,. Can't play no high school dance,. Fuzz tone, hear 'em go,. Hear 'em on the radio,.
Running through the jungle. Looking for a light. Running like a bastard baby. In the jungle night. Looking for a temple. Looking for the gold. Looking like a hero.
Don't you touch me baby 'cause I'm shakin' so much. Don't you touch me baby 'cause I'm shakin' so much. Don't you touch me baby 'cause I'm shakin' so much.
I know you're only talking. To keep the silence out. Maybe you should listen and leave some room for doubt. You're just handing out bad reputations. Why don't you shut your mouth.
Only way to feel the noise. Is when it's good and loud. So good I can't believe it. Screaming with the crowd. . Don't sweat it. Get it back to you. Don't sweat it.
Only way to feel the noise. Is when it's good and loud. So good I can't believe it. Screaming with the crowd. . Don't sweat it. Get it back to you. Don't sweat it.
Only way to feel the noise. Is when it's good and loud. So good I can't believe it. Screaming with the crowd. . Don't sweat it. Get it back to you. Don't sweat it.
We know all the words of power,. All about the witching hour,. We know the reason why you're scared,. And here comes your nightmare.. . Over your shoulder honey, you don't wanna turn around,.
Shoot, shoot, shoot, hey!. Please tell me kind, I'm out of my mind. And I'm telling you. It's not that I'm bad, I'm totally mad. I'm a boogaloo. . I'm certain, I must be a burden.
Shoot, shoot, shoot, hey!. Please tell me kind, I'm out of my mind. And I'm telling you. It's not that I'm bad, I'm totally mad. I'm a boogaloo. . I'm certain, I must be a burden.
Shoot, shoot, shoot, hey!. Please tell me kind, I'm out of my mind. And I'm telling you. It's not that I'm bad, I'm totally mad. I'm a boogaloo. . I'm certain, I must be a burden.
Live or die, stand or run. Shoot 'em down, smoking gun. In the time it takes to tell. Another dreamer sent to hell. . Just like movies, time to move. Bad gunslinger, evil dude.
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I am the one, Orgasmatron, the outstretched grasping hand. My image is of agony, my servants rape the land. Obsequious and arrogant, clandestine and vain.
The wind is cold where I live,. The blizzard is my home,. Snow and ice and loaded dice, the Wizard lives alone,. The wind is cold where I live, white and cold, and clean,.
(Yes) Bad blood, (yes) black night, (My God, yes) all the world,. (Yes) Red mouth (yes) insane (yes, My God) Order,. (See) Firestorm (see) black death, (do you see) burning there,.