Well there?s three versions of this story mine, yours and then the truth And we can put it down to circumstance, our childhood, then our youth Out of
If a man could beat his own fancy Then to only breed in captivity Is pointless I've been doing what I like when I like how I like it's joyless Only
I hope there's a golden age I pray for my sanity Where we don't have to answer to anyone 'bout anything This is not like a brochure Flying cars and
Do the rudebox, Shake your rudebox x4 Ok then back to basics grab your shell toes and your fat laces A little hand clap for some funk faces and make
God gave me the sunshine Then showed me my lifeline I was told it was all mine Then I got laid on a leyline What a day, What a day... And your Jesus
He's chosen my attic I feel it in the static He lives in my basement And I can hardly face it My performance is easy I am the god of romance And
There's no earthly way of knowing What was in your heart When it stopped going The whole world shook A storm was blowing through you Waiting for
Some will sing a song To reel 'em in It's a song I sung before And a song I'm gonna sing again I mean every word I don't mean a single one of them
Oh, Madonna, Madonna I don't miss you just who you used to be and you don't ring true so please stop calling me Your "I love you"'s are ten a
How do you rate the morning sun After a long and sleepless night? How many stars would you give to the moon? Do you see those stars from where you
So unimpressed but so in awe Such a saint but such a whore So self aware so full of shit So indecisive so adamant I'm contemplating thinking about
Come and hold my hand I wanna contact the living Not sure I understand This role I've been given I sit and talk to God And he just laughs at my
You can't manufacture a miracle the silence was pitiful, that day a love is getting too cynical passion's just physical, these days you analyze everyone
If a man could beat his own fancy Then to only breed in captivity is pointless I?ve been doing what I like when I like how I like it?s joyless Only you
The Egyptians built their pyramids The Romans did what they did Now everything?s come down to this It?s just you and I, our kin!!! We could send a million
God gave me the sunshine, Then showed me my lifeline I was told it was all mine, Then I got laid on a ley line What a day, what a day, And your Jesus
Don't let your eyes tell the brain You should feel ashamed Everyone needs it baby And I feel the same Didn't quite catch your name Hush hush hush
Microwave yourself today Save you for a rainy day Hello deceptacon This will not be going away From all of us there To all over here We wish you all
