[Intro] I don't use Massengil, I use my own kinda douche powder Y'know I mix it, I mix it myself Y'know what I put in it? (Yeah? What?) Alum! (Yeah!!)
Up in smoke you've lost another love As you take a hit off your last cigarette Strung out, burnt out Yeah you're down on your luck And you don't give
This girl that I knew She loved me and blew me away We made love no doubt But she never went out of her way I keep wonderin', I keep wonderin' why Do
Sitting on a castle On the floor with Esmeralda Waiting for the Geezer Captain Crunch to come around Feeling suicidal ?Coz of certain situations Hanging
There's a candle burning in the world tonight For another child who vanished out of sight And a heart is broken, another prayer in vain There's a million
You're so bad you're so bad you're so You're so bad you're so bad You think you're in love Like it's a real sure thing But every time you fall You get
I was a young man Whose Intentions were good Kept my hands in my pockets The way that I should I soon found out They got a mind of their own Beginning
Yeah, yeah If I could change the world Like a fairy tale I would drink the love From your Holy Grail I would start with love Tell ol' Beelzebub To get
I'm down a one way street With a one night stand With a one track mind Out in no man's land (The punishment sometimes don't seem to fit the crime) Yeah
Finders keepers losers weep Down on 42nd Street Bare-foot children cryin' my-oh-my I watched you on the avenue While other men were having you I think
again Nine Lives - Hello lucky Nine Lives - Live again Nine Lives - It ain't over Nine Lives - Try for ten Nine Lives - Takin' over Nine Lives - Live again Nine Lives - It ain't over Nine
Pink it's my new obsession Pink it's not even a question, Pink on the lips of your lover, ?cause Pink is the love you discover Pink as the bing on your
Cyberotic head explode Information overload And I just can't take anymore And I'm gonna break Something's gotta give Tell me when to turn the screw
God I love the sweet taste of India Lingers on the tip of my tongue Gotta love the sweet taste of India Blame it on the beat of the drum God I love
There's a cockroach in my coffee There's a needle in my arm And I feel like New York Cittay Get me to the farm Get me to the farm Get me to the farm
I speak through mirrored angles Baptized with burning flame A man of sins and lust forbidden pleasures, pain Attend the alter of flesh summon the power
Naw Breton 'so ba'prizon c'hwec'h mis 'so tremenet Ba'n toull-bac'h e rhoteant him boud bet ampronet Nine Bretons were thrown in jail over half a year
son So he avenges his father So comes Llodyns noble son Thor he goes to fight the snake In anger he slays the guardian of Midgaard Nine steps dying walks
