Testo: Bush. Other. Everything Zen.

there must be something we can eat
maybe find another lover
should I fly to Los Angeles
find my asshole brother

minnie mouse has grown up a cow
dave's on sale again
we kissy kiss in the rear view
we're so bored
you're to blame

try to see it once my way
everything zen
everything zen
I don't think so

raindogs howl for the century
a million dollars a steak
as you search for your demi-god
and you fake with a saint
there's no sex in your violence
there's no sex in your violenc
try to see it once my way
everything zen
everything zen
I don't think so

I don't believe that elvis is dead
I don't believe that elvis is dead
I don't believe that elvis is, elvis is

there's no sex in your violence