Picture of a sold me a whale Yeah, it was a good one I ended up in jail How 'bout a fancy rocket roll superstar With it the backs think your pointing
mike check 1, 2 check it Alright! strollin down the avenue i was strollin down when i met u yeah on fifth avenue i wasn't recently dead replacement.
rock! why is there no fuckin relief wired off your face trying to sleep caught within the things you believe falling into traps you concede i don't need
You made a fortune from your sole So now trying resurrecting You drew the map, they found the gold Do I need an appointment Some body looking in
all right right on cowgirl that song find something u can sell then make a war to find it your told it so now its true no buisness somewhere ordinary
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up the dollar bills in the end its all the same keep on lookin at the weather vane time controlling not worth knowing with the reasons ending up its easy
such a pity u left today from the city of broken waves all though u promised i've been betrayed 4 some secret that u needed 4 some secret she's
Give them reasons why Fuck the real reasons I was crucified Still the wrong season Now you're looking for a signpost that takes you to home Now
walkin in a rainstorm suffering the ocean wishing i was water wishing they couldd sort it out Satan got a lover found it on the freeway admit the undercover
do a little bit of fuckin tang try to sit down but you gotta dance all you want is just a half a chance all she wants is just a fun romance i gotta pocket
stunned shoulder on your stunned shoulder on u get what u had to borrow all it cost was some sorrow go right where u are u say that its not that far
and its all over sin in the ratty air i got suspended suspended in the air i tried to kiss you but you were never there i went a looking found you everywhere
whats the government supposed to do? I felt the ground and u were laughing could it have been the pressure on the pressure pipe the easy ant farm was a lesson its easy
Mic check 1 2, check it... alright! I was strollin' down the avenue I was strollin down when I met you Yeah on 5th Avenue I wasn't recently dead Replacement
Rock Why is there no fuckin? relief? Wired off your face trying to sleep Caught within the things you believe Falling into traps, you concede I don'
You made a fortune from your sole So now trying resurrecting You drew the map, they found the gold Do I need an appointment Some body looking in your
