Yeah, I'm a sexist motherfucker on the microphone. With my ah yo, bitch, suck my dick ho' drone. I like the pop porn with that gat drawn. I'm a dick machine and I'm switched on.
All I want you to say is nothing at all. And all I want you to do is stare at the wall. I love your plastic hair and plastic eyes. Marvel at your plastic breasts and plastic thighs.
No, my first name ain't baby. It's Janet, Miss Jackson if you're nasty.
asking me discretely. when she can come meet me. later on tonight. talking super softly. how we both look gothy. but its alright. . dont tell me what you're doing to me.
My head is pounding, it kills me more each day. Ive been here before with you. Theres nothing left, nothing left to say. Ill never say the words that we dont wanna hear.
Pick up the phone. And [Incomprehensible]. No no no no. No no no no. . Homie I wetcha. Comin a getcha. Homie I wetcha.
I'll blow these flames away. And wash these streets of fame. I hear these birds all singing. But I'm not. . I've ended my parade. It was never mine to take.
I was visited by The Power and The Glory. I was visited by a majestic hymn. Great bolts of lightning. lightning up the sky. Electricity flowing through my veins.
Christopher Columbus discovered America. Found he had a cornucopia. Gave love to the indians, they gave it back. A pow woo in the teepee is where it's at.
Just a perfect day. Drink Sangria in the park. And then later. When it gets dark, we go home. . Just a perfect day. Feed animals in the zoo. Then later.
Sometimes I feel so happy,. Sometimes I feel so sad.. Sometimes I feel so happy,. But mostly you just make me mad.. Baby, you just make me mad.. Linger on, your pale blue eyes..
A Cool breeze. Through the trees. Cross the seas. Where the wild things go. Hard times. Life crimes. For my dimes. Outside your window. (Lady). The black cats.
1-2-3-4!. . Locked down, It gotcha, right where I want ya. You know I'm breaking through the door. Treason, is why this, court is now in session. I'm the judge and have the floor.
One, two, one, two, let's go. Hey, hey, hey, hey. . There's lots of crazy, crazy things this world will offer you. And there's no way to fake what you've been through.
I need this, is it a good time for you?. And if it's not just know I may not be here when you need me. Sometimes I feel like I would die without you. And if it's too early don't worry when I say I'm sorry now.
This whole routine is getting old. So am I and so are you. My reputation lets me know. I can do whatever I want to. . Though it seems that you believe.
Eighteen-hundred & 78 was the year I remeber so well. they put my father in an early grave and slung my mother in gaol. now I don't know whats right or wrong.
Peter's a cabby on Adelaide roads. And in five o'clock traffic that's a hard road to hoe. Hunts for his family in a Holden with a two-way and meter. And there's no air conditioning where he plies his trade.
Look at you. You haven't seen anything. Your eyes so white and pure. Without a trace of red. No signs of self-abuse there. And no tears have yet been shed.
Pedro del zorro. . Want all the pleasures I can measure with a life full of charm. It's all your hope that brings confusion. Not much for places, social graces, and the flattering types.