My feet touch down but my head flies off Seems all we have is all I've got My feet touch down but my head flies off If I keep my head will I still get
Yo, you trainee trooper With your ten a side Trendy tosh I bet you, I bet you think now, don't you? I said, "I, I bet you think now, don't you?" I bet
Far be it for me to say you're loose son Far be it for me to say you're no one I've heard your excuse, I've heard your excuse I've heard your excuses,
Come the crunch I'll lynch myself, if just to be first Masochist plays cowardice, I know what's worse Given chance, I'll bleed myself and let you spectate
And all I ask of myself Is that I hold together Half as drunk is twice as clever Appalled when tarred and feathered Remarks upon the weather Will just
More by chance then planned I've finally thrown some light I won't make that stand, I won't ask you why I just hope you know, now, I'm still as stupid
She said, she said, "You don't know shit Because you've never been there" She turned upon him Took him by the hair Spun him 'round about Laughing as
Don't go telling me, it's gone wrong Don't go telling me, on the phone 'Cause the only voice I hear is, my own So, don't go telling me, it's gone wrong
I'm not saying this for the sake if it I'll take so much and then I'll have to quit I know how I feel, I know how I feel The words don't fit I can't
Got to put paid to twenty-six winters Trying to make the most in bed with the shivers All the frustrations growing pains Gather us up in circle games
Desire When your desire, it has been found You'll be runnin' far away When your desire, it has been found You'll be runnin' far away You're tellin'
Seven Y's; No response The door is locked... the hydrox is off The food has run out That lens watches relentlessly (Constant) Hours pass like days Days
Thy will be done Here on this highway In every house and field I pray All in meekness yield, aided by want Among stranger people To disgrace so soon
Well let me pull myself up and out Of this toilet that I'm in It's liberating for a little while But living in shit with shit And bein' all about shit
Money Money Money Money Nothing but money I work 9 to 5 but it starts in the P.M. And I love the sunrise so I step out in the A.M. The street is black
Sometimes I get too drunk I feel so goddamned low I have no place to go, no one to turn to I think about your loving arms, where I'd like to be But it
She was in the backyard - they say it was a little past nine When her prince pulled up - a white pickup truck Her folks shoulda seen it comin' - it was
Late one night a happy martian with nothing to do made the perfect pleasure drug and he called it the Cube a cube so potent in a stroke it turned nightmares
