a bump in the basement There's a knocking on the wall In the pumping of the pistons I swear I heard your call There's a bump in the basement There's
?s going on right now Refrain All the boys and the girls They got it going on And when the beat kicks in Ya' feel it in ya' bones And when the basement
The skeleton's hanging from the door My heart is beating on the floor Still they leave me here Scribbling theories across the wall I'm shooting the
trees down while curses roll from her tongue Got eyes like anvils and storms for lungs Hiding in our house, sunburn in his mouth, Summer's in our basement
get the loneliest feeling That either way you turn, I'll be there, open up your skull I'll be there, climbing up the walls Climb up the walls. climb up the walls
me in If lust and longing were all we knew And you were someone special, and I was too For would you take this song, put it on your wall Hide it somewhere
my high school annual Getting geeked, hit the toilet for a quick jack off By the time I get a nut I've ripped my dick skin off Punch a hole in the wall
living behind these castle walls These castle walls If I should tumble if I should fall Would anyone hear me screaming behind these castle walls There
cough Girl you in so much ice you could freeze New York You're man must really love you, what does he do for a living? (He works on Wall Street he's only
on the wall nana bottles of beer. You take one down, you pass it around, You got nana bottles of beer on the wall. Now everyone was crammed in the basement
me sick Let the ghetto knock drop 'til the speakers split Now rock y'all, rock alla y'all Punk rock so hard 'til the walls'll fall Cave in to the basement
's so empty living behind these castle walls These castle walls If I should tumble, if I should fall Would any one hear me screaming behind these castle walls
obsession I'm seeing it in my dreams I'm looking down every alley I'm makin' those desperate calls I'm staying up all night hoping Hittin' my head against the wall
got the loneliest feeling And either way you turn, I'll be there Open up your skull, I'll be there Climbing up the walls Climbing up the walls Climbing up the walls
Way back when I was just a little bitty boy Living in a box Under the stairs In the corner of the basement In the house half a block down the street from
look Mexican I learned how to spit rhymes from reading green eggs and ham I talk plenty shit so that must make me hard I did a 2 day stretch for stealing at Wall