Yeah, yeah, woah, wo wo Taxi ride, going downtown Me and my girls, going out Counting down, to destination Ten to zero, mushroom cloud Little angel,
BLOCKBUSTER (Jesus Lizard) Your first mistake Was to think You could fuck with the ranch Here I come, here I come Tiny cock in my hand Do you think you
Can't stay at home, Can't stay at school. Old folks say, 'You poor little fool'. Down the street, I'm the girl next door. I'm the fox you've been waiting
And now, the car bomb Yo, re-re, come on man, let's get the fuck up out of here, man All right baby, all right speedy, I'm coming, damn Took a motherfuckin
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I know that the end of my mind is so near My mind is just churning and burning with fear Oh, why did I in-a-vite it here? Oh God, why did I in-a-vite
Size is decreasing Under transparent purple skies; The life you've chased seen thru my eyes Was distorted, filled with lies. Your hopes are bouncing
Exciting were her eyes and refreshing was her smile So loving was her attitude, she maintained all the while She reaped in her softness which created
I look for the sun in the dire need of someone, somewhere I look for the sun in the dire need of someone, somewhere Words lost in the past of memories
Ah, nothing on earth could be so fine I think I might have found something And I think it might be my love Yes, I think I came across something And I
I'm such a lonely boy when I'm not in your arms Yes, I'm such a lonely boy when I'm not in your arms The only time I hear your voice is on the line And
Real fright's the story of a maddening darkness It leaves your hands and your face real tight Your mind starts to wander while your body starts shaking
Be yourself and live a little Don't bother painting your face Tomorrow it may rain and colors run Better it quench the flowers thirst Don't be afraid
Can't stay at home, can't stay at school Old folks say, ya poor little fool Down the street, I'm the girl next door I'm the fox you've been waiting for
Now who elected you judge and jury In the body of a beautiful girl? And I suspect heavy gerrymandering At the singles bar And now I'm a man with conversation
He wakes up in the morning He pulls his shirt and boots on He grabs his lunch pale and heads out to the light And he goes, and he goes and he works all
Well I lived on the outskirts of town In an eight room farmhouse, baby When my brothers and friends were around There was always somethin' doin' Had
Love is a ball, a hundred-pound ball On the end of a chain about ten foot long Wrapped around my ankle, I drag it down the hall People let me tell ya