Cells divide, multiply. And when you get out you'll be doing your time. It's an easy face for a pretty place. And if you play by the rules you'll be king of the race.
He sailed ten thousand miles across an ocean. Before he ever saw land. He was funny lookin' and people mistook him. For a clown in a sailor's suntan. As he approached he offered me a smoke.
Social disaster, sad young bastard. Used to feel alone 'cos I didn't get plastered. But I'm past it though I still ask it. How long is this shit going to last?.
i just wanna fuck some shit up. stare at the wall and then close it off. dear god it's more than enough. to get by and survive. . you know there's so many fucking pigs and cops.
this is my pretend friend. treat him with kindness. take her wherever i go. just so there's someone i know. . he's made of plastic. so she won't talk back.
Stay here, stay in the moment. Where the blooming of spring never ends. Let's go down by the willow tree. Roll with the hills till we make our ascent.
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.
when i picture myself. the way i'd rather be. how much stronger in a job and wiser than me. or at least that's what i try to tell myself. but when i'm with you.
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.
I got something inside my head. And it's got to come out. I won't whisper I won't sit still. I wanna scream and shout. . I got so much fucking energy.
so you threw away your heart again. found a reason not to start again. well i got up on the pit with you. shed some light up on a simple truth. when the sun sets down on your heart.
i have nothing to say but then i'll say it. so you've words with your music can i speak bullshit?. yes i can what a scam. pass the damn load off. as a funky assed jam.
I see the future signs of things to come. Nothing will happen that's already been done. The prepackaged bands with some white trash flash. It's just as much fun as a kick in the ass.
Don't you know, I don't claim to be lucky in love. That don't stop me from lovin to roll the dice. Let's roll em one more time. . I arrive at 5, to take you to the rock n roll show.
There comes a time. When you make up your mind. Of way to lay your lonely roots down. And I've been travelin' so far and wide. Seen the deepest depths and heights beyond high.
Bring me a reason to cry. And I'll shed you a tear. Bring me a reason to fight. And I'll bleed for you, dear. But until then, I won't make a sound. I won't make a sound.
One night while I lay sleeping. A phantom ghost came creeping. He entered through my door. And tip toed across the floor. . And when he reached where I lay.
Music is sport, come gather round the court. Come sweat and scream for your favorite team. As you cheer and down a beer, you think they're looking like.