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Butthole Surfers

Genres: Rock

P.s.y. Lyrics - Butthole Surfers

Here we go, here we go 

All I see inside my head is 

(Gentle silent secret snow) 

With shifting walls of blinding light 

I'll have you know 

 

No one would believe that she was running away 

She packed up her belongings 

And she was gone the very next day 

 

Nikki was in the KKK and Lisa was a Nazi too 

They both had half a brain so together they were sane 

And looked about as smart as their shoes 

 

Now Nikki got word through the underground 

That Mona was Lisa's real name 

She bled on his jacket when he shot her in the neck 

That's about all she could 

(Gain) 

 

I'm still sleepin', in the graveyard is weepin' 

They're catching angels as they fall 

I know you don't believe it but she really should believe it 

She fell in love with Lauren Bacall 

(I don't believe it, somewhere, maybe out in East L.A.) 

 

No one would believe that she was running away 

She packed up her belongings 

And she was gone the very next day 

 

Nikki never wanted any children at all 

And Terry was Courtney's little girl 

She turned tricks in a white trash mall 

And shot dope with Cecil at home 

 

She wanted to have fun with her daddy's shotgun 

She held it right up to his head, his glasses fell at first 

But they were followed by a burst of fiery hot balls of lead 

 

Time's still sleepin', in the graveyard is weepin' 

They're catching angels as they fall 

I know you don't believe it but I really should be leaving 

She fell in love with Lauren Bacall 

(Maybe out, in Pleasant Grove) 

 

No one would believe that she was running away 

She packed up her belongings 

And she was gone the very next day 

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