Won't you believe it? It's just my luck Won't you believe it? It's just my luck Won't you believe it? It's just my luck Won't you believe it? It's just
Big cheese, make me Mine says, "Go to the office" Big cheese, make me Mine says, "One that stays" Black is black, straight back Need more enemies Sure
You really like my limousineYou like the way the wheels rollYou like my seven inch leather heelsAnd goin' to all of the shows But...Do you love me?Really
Would you believe me when I tell you. You are queen of my heart. Please don't deceive me when I hurt you. Just ain't the way it seems. Can you feel
Portray sincerity, act out all the loyalty Defend your free country, wish away pain Hand out lobotomies to save little families Surrealistic fantasies
Fill me in on your new vision Wake me up with indecision Help me trust your mighty wisdom Yes, I eat cow, I am not proud Show me how you question, question
In my eyes I'm not lazy In my face it's not over In your room I'm not older In your eyes I'm not worth it Gimme back my alcohol, gimme back my alcohol
Bell on door clanks come on in Floyd observes my hairy chin Sit down chair don't be afraid Steamed hot towel on my face I was shaved I was shaved I was
When I'm feeling tired She puts food through the door I crawl towards the cracks of light Sometimes I can't find my way Newspapers spread around Soaking
They lead a lifetime that is comfortable They travel far to keep their stomachs full They make their living off of arts and crafts The kind with seashells
Afraid to grade Wouldn't it be fun? Cross says floss Wouldn't it be fun? Wet your bed Wouldn't it be fun? Sun felt numb Wouldn't it be fun? "Your eyes
, she stumbles into the light Bleaching out the backdrop, her eyes steal the wait Your headaches, get up, get up, go Walking through dark, she stumbles into the light Bleaching
you bleached the night with your headlights. blinded and caught fire to all my secrecy. and now i'm burning down. can you take one good look around. there
Home laboratory turned mortuary Experimental transplants and surgery Using bleach and corrosives to make zombies Gaping cranium sutured with epoxy Homemade
I made up my mind I'm gonna leave us behind You made me close the door. so don't you beg no more Tonight If the love you have is bleaching bad You should
For every man there is a cause which he would proudly die for Defend the right to have a place for which he can belong to And if we go and fight, we face
I hold feelings that suspended in space, Today, time is passing by too much Everytime I stare at you, my heart is filled with thoughts but I still can