come back home It can't be long, boy it can't be long He said I hate this place I miss your smile, I miss your face I wrote a song, girl I wrote a song
't remember anyway I can go with the flow Don't say it doesn't matter, matter anymore (I can go with the flow) I can go with the flow (I can go) Do you
Who sees the interiors like young Willem once did Your beautiful triangle of distortion Now you seem to forget it so much Who sees the interiors like
You go to my head You go to my head Though I'm certain that this heart of mine Hasn't a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance You go to my head You
Want to fuck off, drop out Never trust a fuckin' hippie For that matter don't trust anyone Quit school, don't work Livin' up the music you punk If I
One source of energy The ultimate discovery Electric blue for me Never more to be free Electricity Nuclear and H.E.P. Carbon fuels from the sea Wasted
Rip them down, hold them up Tell them that I'm your gun Pull my trigger, I am bigger than Rip them down, hold them up Tell them that I'm your gun Pull
I raped your mother today And it doesn't matter much to me As long as she spread Sweet lovely death I am waiting for your breath Let me take one last caress Go
I wish I could go so far away Where time moves too slow day after day I'll wait and I'll sit and watch the clouds As they go by. I have a sensation where
are landing from outer space Pods are duplicating my face Pods are landing from outer space Pods they leave me alone I don't know what conventions you go
My mind is wide asleep My conscience keep awake The promises I deep Are not the ones I make I count the costant causes I lost count of regrets A surplus
Call it libertarian 'cos we do as we please don't need fear of force to foster no morality morals are a substitute concern in someone's ear They're basically
Tear that poster off the wall It takes up too much space We ain't no fucking rock band, man We're a professional Disgrace - is the word I would use To
Starry, starry night Paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills Sketch
Brilliant, a word describing something dumb You create to desecrate the villain I've become A prophet, not to be made but heard Speaks in tongues and
She got lips like stereo, With the bass and treble down. She's got tits like microwaves Burritos that explode. What I wouldn't give to see her pee...
Timmy the Turtle You know him as Tim Timmy the Turtle He sang with The Grim Too slow He sat in turtle goo Timmy the Turtle Is giving them hell Timmy
low There it go Set it down baby There it go Set it down baby (Ohh) There it go, it's Dipset (Ohh) There it go, ay ay ay There it go, it's Dipset (Ohh
