: Saw you down there on the marble slab The best trip that I?ve ever had High up in a jet plane, pass it around My drinks on empty, need another round
: The walls are closing in again, oh well The walls are closing in again, oh well I seen some thing I thought I never saw Covered in hair Paul?s dad
: Spoken: I don?t even know what I?m doing here Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Little girl walkin down the street Godverdomme*, you gotta be with me Well I
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: Nicotine valium vicadin marijuana ecstacy and alcohol chorus: Co-co-co-co-co-cocaine
: You?re a head case with a smile Can?t stop to make up your mind Education is so lame (so lame) When you bitch and you moan You?re a loose girl, I?m
: Well I?ve got a secret, I cannot say A modern movement to give it away You?ve got somethin that I understand Hold it in tightly, call on command Leap
: If time itself was his demeanor There?d be no sunlight or a glimmer Of sunlight landin on the street Sunsuit girls must be discreet Sunsuit girls must
: Clear-eyed girl In a crooked way All the crooked walkin To avoid and evade Hair like maple, skin like cream Bet they say I love you When you strip
: Everyday I wake up feeling this way I take it downtown with all the action going down Strike your match, strike your match, cook it up chorus: (My
: You know why They called and just let it ring No reply The door is open I swear Ain?t no use in pickin up You know why chorus: It?s all my head I
: Who are you girl? Who are you boy? Bet I know what you?re up to Can I come along Your home number?s on the wall I just had to call, had to I?m not
: Follow trails of you to here Every mile takes you my way Rolling faster than we can Tables turnin all the time I?m the dog at your feet So we are
: I see you go Through a park in a haze I don?t listen For traffic going the same way A simple system I string ?em up I cut ?em down Dare I say A perfect
: It?s a mistake, but who knows Followed you home, crawled in your window This life is a trip when you?re psycho in love And I know Followed your friends
: The blue pill opens your eyes Is there a better way A new religion prescribed To those without the faith The hero holding a knife And blood is not
: My generation's for sale, Beats a steady job. How much have you got? My generation don't trust no one, Its hard to blame, Not even ourselves. The
: You got a question? Please don't ask it, It puts the lotion in the basket, You say bigger's better but bigger's better, White boy dressed up like a
