the wise feign injury Did no one warn us, no one want us? They did not warm to us Did no one warn us, no one want us? They did not warm to us I could
Holly the rise and fall of Owen Hart the beauty of Marilyn Monroe the creative sounds of Jimmy Hendrix the innovations of Joey Ramone the power of Phil Lident, JFK and James Dean
' one There's your school and my school and both of us in high school, surfboards, cigarettes, homework, Southern Comfort Boy's dean was real mean, Made us
love affairs Just you and me and the king, he makes three We could rob a bank and get away scot-free 'Cos Elvis knows the FBI. Buddy Holly and Jimmy Dean
thought it would last forever And be the greatest thing they'd ever seen With a heart like Judy Garland And a the soul of Jimmy Dean And while the world
why 'Cause we're playing the Palladium can't get on Star Search Daddy Legs standing tall he can do the Funky Lurch And Jimmy Jimmy Pop is short for Jimmy Jimmy
't a ladder on the streets Oh no, no, no These days are fast, nothing lasts in this graceless age There ain't nobody left but us these days Jimmy shoes
And make dysfunction such a fashion Jimmy Stewart suicidal sex appeal The alcoholic is the last true hopeless romantic Stumbling and smelling of stale gasoline Making James Dean
not you that they came for? I'm a free radical, libertine Jimmy Dean, eat your heart out Did no one warn us, no one want us They did not warm to us
Julene drove slow into the dark As we wound our way through griffith park looking over at the hollywood sign Me and julene feeling fine See i don't no Jimmy Dean
collar on You think we oughta' trow ol' Spike a bone? Hey Spike what do you like? Hey Spike what do you like? Here's another misfit, another Jimmy Dean
still feel the cold water I been a fiend since Billy Jean I'm in a clean limousine Givin' this bitch from the Philippines that Jimmy Dean sausage Watch
for zeroes Futures unforeseen Spending all my energy In keeping my virginity And living in a fantasy In love with Jimmy Dean If you will be my king, Jimmy, Jimmy
- there ain't a ladder on these streets These days - are fast, love don't last in this graceless age There ain't nobody left but us these days Jimmy
open your eyes up Kidnap, tied up, gasoline, match, light up You lied right up Fuck your life up Hate us?, You don't like us? Join the club, sign up I
make dysfunction such a fashion. jimmy stewart suicidal sex appeal. the alcoholic is the last true hopeless romantic. stumbling and smelling of stale gasoline, making james dean
Übersetzung: Jimmy Dean. Bitte Pass The Biscuits.