You got elected now honey so What the hell Superstition is Your modern eye With original skin And original lie Your modern shell Wants to kill
It's time to stand up our fingers from the bell Tell me sugar how you felt now Come on sugar, tell now Can't stand your face until it took off I wouldn
'm gonna burn your kissy, kissy claw It's been a long time coming I'm gonna burn your kissy kissy claw I'm gonna stab your kissy kissy heart I'm gonna stab your
man on television And I'd thought you'd be interested in knowing about this It's pretty interesting, but well uhh well Before they actually put the weather man on
Keep, keep on your mean side Keep, keep on your mean side Keep, keep on your mean side Keep, keep on your mean side Keep, keep on your mean side Keep, keep on your mean
car Got your black magic And your two dollar Pull a u in ya dust dusty car Got your black magic And your two dollar love Pull a u with your sexy (?) Got your
snake on in the basement The young snake's got my name You wanna swing that hand In the basement The kid wanna swing that hand In the basement Drop your
Got six troubles, on my back Like six little milk teeth, all gone bad Won't move over, won't get gone Won't move over Fried my little brains Fried
There's a monkey on my back Makes me talk like that There's a monkey on my back Makes me talk like that There's a monkey on my back Makes me talk like
wait So tell me something bad you've done Tell me bout your ghost Tell me bout the game you won And the one who lost Why you say wait Wait Tell me bout your
You knock on her door She don?t recognise your voice no more So she got on an aeroplane Na na na na na so long after Strip down from the fever Laid down
Stab your back You want a warning You got a warning Stab your back You want a warning You got a warning Stab your back Bet you something I can get your
Got your black magic And your two dollar Pull a u in ya dust dusty car Got your black magic And your two dollar love Pull a u with your sexy (?) Got your
: Got six troubles, on my back Like six little milk teeth, all gone bad Won't move over, won't get gone Won't move over Fried my little brains Fried
got elected now honey so What the hell Superstition is Your modern eye With original skin And original lie Your modern shell Wants to kill itself
Keep, keep on your mean side Keep, keep on your mean side Keep, keep on your mean side Keep, keep on your mean side Keep, keep on your mean side Keep, keep on your
: It's time to stand up our fingers from the bell Tell me sugar how you felt now Come on sugar, tell now Can't stand your face until it took off I wouldn
m gonna burn your kissy, kissy claw It's been a long time coming I'm gonna burn your kissy kissy claw I'm gonna stab your kissy kissy heart I'm gonna stab your