Yo, Ro'Gram where you at, homey? At nighttime I'm on the prowl and I'm livin' foul like Blackula Got a microphone made out of chrome shaped like a spatula
I could've done better But now it don't matter none, I've raised my glass 'Cause I fell in love and then lost touch I dropped it and broke her heart
I am your trash man- Throw out all your trash today- Clean out your mind today- Please pass the weed And please take some heed. Take your fast glass guns
you're walking through the forests where they feed the trees broken glass. john lennon and the rolling stones crooning in plastic bags. spit shine
husband V: Not your husband R: We stole from my husband's casino Six million bucks! V: no... R: and all in rocks! Six million bucks in diamonds in a heart shaped
-spent MARIAN And I have no doubt that would be thrilling But alas it seems my glass requires refilling (Fosco takes her glass and re-fills it generously
and took a ragged breath Your pa's run off and I'm real sick and the baby's gonna starve to death She handed me a heart shaped locket that said to thine
my hand's in the shape of a glass My eyes look like a road map of Georgia And it's a shame I've lost my class One broken heart can do strange things
I am nothing but a shell of the man i once was so you could put me to your ear and actually hear yester-year's ocean I was in shape then A much better
a ragged breath She said, "Your pa's run'd off and I'm real sick And the baby's gonna starve to death" She handed me a heart shaped locket that said
stalks the club with Cupid's toy Foremost in his mind Jacks his body into shape And leaves the rest behind He has a pea for a brain A spud for a heart
lies shattered like broken glass march upon hollow dreams take me back to an unseen past, and cleanse our minds wrecked by time listen, can you hear
heart of mine in some shape Come and wash away this heartache, and pain Don't let it stain. It's not too late T' put this heart of mine in some shape
keep it goin', That's why I'm mind blowin. Mind Blowin, blowin my mind... Ten minutes past, I got my eyes on her Ugh... She's shaped like an hour glass
die for us... Or did somebody lie to us? Let us pour one final drink Fill the glasses to the rim The world's on fire I still can hear the choir sing Behold
nothing of worth Some furniture along the way I guess I shaped Stainless orphan he said I'm the dust this table must be my name Stained glass hand grooves
That night I remember what you slipped in my glass We came rewinding when I foamed at the mouth while the lights winked at me And now my shape is kept
A wooden cross A plastic bottle of water A mandala encased in glass A spirit encased in flesh Sound from shaped hollows The thickest of mucus released