Monday, back from the dead. I'm letting it go, back for another one. Tuesday, shoot me in the head. I'm takin' it back, takin' it back. It'll take it back.
I am smellin' like a rose. That somebody gave me. On my fucking deathbed. I am smellin' like a rose. That somebody gave me. 'Cause I'm dead and bloated.
Oh Mars-1 Juxtapose. Swine flu Sally's. Neon nose grows. Like a life like Pinocchio. . Everybody now is just trying to avoid it. Newsman Tom is trying to exploit it.
Forward yesterday. Makes me wanna stay. What they said was real. Makes me wanna steal. . Livin' under house. Guess I'm livin', I'm a mouse. All's I got is time.
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Tar and feathers hide your feelings. If you even know the meaning. Your high road is overrated. You left your guru out there hangin'. . Don't stay. Don't stay.
Kickin' as I'm tryin' to sleep. I got the mud beneath my shoes. Rubber band, rubber band. Gun in hand, gun in hand. I wanna use. . Roamin', roamin', roam.
I'd like to sing a story for you. Here's what I'd sing if I could impress you. Hear me can you hear me?. Hear me can you hear me?. Hear me can you hear me now?.
Black heart's comin', he's a cold machine. Cuts like a knife, gentle and clean. Face like an angel, mind of a killer. Nobody else gonna love her better.
And I don't believe it. Is she really gone again?. And I don't believe it. Is she really gone again?. . I'll find a way to you someday. I'll find a way to you someday.
When you're fed up and lonely. And nothing else seems to matter really. I'll be here waiting for the. Black cloud to leave you. I'll be here to hold your hand.
I got a picture of a photograph. Of a wedding and a shell. It's just a burning antient memory. I never kiss and tell. . So turn it up and burn it. There's a hole in your head.
Drivin' faster in my car. Falling farther, from just what we are. Smoke a cigarette, and lie some more, these conversations kill. Falling faster in my car.
Lovely disguise. Read between the lines. You rock the magic plane with no abbreviation. Three. Four. You sell what you bought. And there ain't no magic pen.
Bagman, honey. Bagman, sugar. Bagman, honey. Bagman, sugar. . I know it feels good. But be careful with your vices. Falling, crawling on your knees again.
I gotta girlfriend, she goes to art school. I gotta art school girlfriend yeah. I gotta girlfriend, she gotta girlfriend. We gotta girlfriend, she gotta go.
She lives in the bungalow, she kills me. With rose garden thorns, she waits for me. My love is unusual it's painted with roses and thorns. With her I'm complete.
You don't look but you kick me. You can't feel but you hit me. You can't deal with the way I pray. . Why do we all have to look this way?. I gotta heart, I got blood, feel pain.
Hey you, someone said you were lost out there. In the grip, trying to strangle us all down here. In the meantime, are you ever gonna set us free. Hey you, will we ever get out of here?.
And so I know, it's begun again. Never be the same, and with that I said. Never ever be this way again. Hold on 'til the end (campfire girls make me feel alright).