man on the bus screaming about presley man on the bus screaming about presley all tied up got a knot in his hands he says 'presley sucked on doggie dicks
i'll go somewhere else i'll move to the couch it's darker in the dark it's darker in the day i forgot you were a liar now it's five to twelve shut up
baby you look like somebody ooooh to know like a rose comin out of a photo all your lipstick shows i don't wanna make you cry i don't wanna even try
a hundred lives are shoved inside guests arrive to dump their mess obedient host and visiting wife come outa the bedroom straightening clothes in this
let's not talk about bombs and the impulses severed limbs you will always subtract your arms from my arms someone always interupts us while we talk so
i just heard the sad song by another band sung by another man he gave me the once over twice i said when he said okay so long he hung me with the endless
i play too hard when i ought to go to sleep they pick on me because i really got the beat some people give me the creeps every other week i need a new
make out when you passed out on the sofa kissing any little child that comes along i'm gonna leave on the record too loud for you to hear me spreading
She's blonde, She's blonde, Comes along the sidewalk. She's Blonde, Leave a trail of blue and black, Up to you fighting back. She's Blonde, Steel chains
year on little babies year one on their tvs no a.d. b.c. a.d. patriotic people sleep in washington d.c. waiting waiting waiting they don't feel a thing
man who knows all the right places like a woman washing his feet with her tears she'd dry them with her hair among the undefiled, she's gone wild her
many many guys and girls all real beauties everybody making a stab they hurt themselves singles rule the world feeding on fresh blood one track eye below
i'm coming over i'm coming over i'm coming over so move over make the bed up pull the covers down tear the sheets off fluff up the pillow and remove
: i play too hard when i ought to go to sleep they pick on me because i really got the beat some people give me the creeps every other week i need a
: i'm coming over i'm coming over i'm coming over so move over make the bed up pull the covers down tear the sheets off fluff up the pillow and remove
: baby you look like somebody ooooh to know like a rose comin out of a photo all your lipstick shows i don't wanna make you cry i don't wanna even try
: a hundred lives are shoved inside guests arrive to dump their mess obedient host and visiting wife come outa the bedroom straightening clothes in this
