Barbara Jean (a Christmas Song)

Up on the housetop Santa Clause. He was fidgeting with his balls. Down to the chimney with broken toys. To fondle all the little boys. . Ho, ho, ho, hey lets go.

Bullet Comes

Sometimes you cry. Cry sometimes. What you gonna do when the bullet comes round. What gonna do when the seas are down. Lickin' like a lion. With a big cat heart.

Believe You Me

With all the world developments. Why do they make me laugh at you?. And all the world can take you for. Is something else, you're so low. There's someone else inside of me.

Ballad Of The Band

Keep on listening. And you will find your beat. You'll have all that pretty ladies dancing at your feet. . When will stop hurting each other. Always, some days, never.

Butterfly

All I know I see it, what for?. All I know you see it, what for?. Lies to, love to, feel it all. What I've dropped to,. And I never see what I want. Never see what I need.

& Bird

She moves like the pouring rain,. I may not see her again.. But ain't these stories all the same?. This game is so lame, like an anvil on my brain,. Weighing down the strain... again,.

Brown Boxes

I've got this notion. That moving out is better. Than this commotion. If she complains I won't let her. . Tell me what to do. And if she wants to argue.

Breakthrough

I can take or leave it, won't be the woebegone,. Don't need a model universe to hang your pictures on.. You hide somewhere, you die somewhere. And then this senseless thought,.

Black Cloud

Blue Room In Venice

I can see you through a pool of darkness. I stretch out my hand to reach you. I know you are there. So please look at me. How I've missed you. How I've missed love.

Black Hole

Bow down to me. The truth fairy queen. Shades of crime should be. Burning castles will fall. . (chorus). It's all together. Way too clever. It's a black hole.

Buried With Children

I'm living the American Dream. Working for the man that I'll never meet. Trying to make a living. Trying to get by. Praying that I'll get to see another sun rise.

Burn The Flames

Here I sit. A vampire at my piano. The flames burn glaringly higher. And the eyes that stare. through the darkness. Though they have no form. There's no need for alarm.

Buried By Christmas

Merry Christmas ho, ho, ho. I'll be six feet under the snow. Jingle bells along the way. I'm a dead motherfucking and I'm counting my days. I've been too naughty I forgot to be nice.

Blood Fades To Black

Forever pieces. Forever death. No longer life. No longer flesh. Forever gone. No looking back. Blood fades to black. . Lets start clean. And shine a light.

Bullet Named Christ

Lost in a familiar place. This channel will not change. This feeling's all too strange. It's like home in many ways. . Got nothing left inside. Onto the darker side.

Bad At Being Human

I'm bad. Oh baby, I'm bad. And it feels good. To be so bad. Well, I'm bad when I'm walking down the street. I'm punching babies, kicking puppies. I'm bad.

Bad Things

A bullet in your head is how I want it. Your body on the floor, a Kodak moment. You're a waste of air and a waste of space. I want sharp objects to fly into your face.

B-movie Babylon

I'm the dog,. I'm the bone,. I'm the blood in the ice-cream cone,. I'm the sticks,. I'm the stones, yeah, thats breakn' your fuckin' bones.. . I'm the dirt..

Born Crazy

Right from the sky we are born crazy. Right from the sky we are born to be wild. Right from the sky we are born crazy. Right from the sky we are born to be alive.