Heaven haunts me Kill for a cigarette Heaven is all that I got My god left me Without one word of warning My god left me Waiting is all that I got I
Borrowed in black you are mine Don't make it easy, don't make it hard Don't make it so, so simple again So, so easy again Bound like a child you are
Sing a la la de de and a la la de do I just made up this rotten little song for me and you Today I wrote a rotten melody and the words are just as bad
Let's sing a gay little spring song This is the season to sing So I'd like to suggest That we all do our best And warble a song about spring Spring,
It's like that y'all and you don't quit (x4) Like Frankenstein or Count Dracula I grab the mic and then I fuck it up I never settle for less and that'
Crying with laughter over the fact that your on my mind And when I get a moment to myself I scream inside Don't you expect to see me analyze This sick
I can only keep this feeling for a minute I can stare at a Polaroid so long Before the chromofilm blurs and the smiles On our faces are gone, yeah I
I fell from my rope My vision is cloudy The outlook is lousy I hope I find the strength to go on I fall to my knees To look for an answer Find out what
-------------------------------------------------- This land is made of mountains, This land is made of mud, This land has lots of everything
There's a girl that you might know She's a friend at least I tell you so But it might surprise you to find There's something going on behind the door
Contrary to popular opinion The very best things in life are for free Through a practice that I call donation I get the things I want quite easily I got
Critical eyes are gazing Fat cows are grazing My eyes are glazing How can you see straight with all the lies I'm too young You think you're old Why don
Hey there little man Get out of my fryin' pan I got bigger fish to fry than you It's high time you listen to me I choose my battles carefully So get out
Be swift make noise No nonsense makes no sense at all Forget what you don't know You said it I heard it I even listened I finally learned Sharing and
Clock in you're at work but you're not working so hard Checking messages ten times a day ensuring you're not bored Talking on someone else's dime Put
Can't escape a past That wasn't ever lived All beginnings ended Come back to start again And the people seem to falter As they watch you fall asunder
Breeze of the black night blows Orange light on the white porch glows Dried up mucus in my nose That's how come I know Falling leaves hit the ground
Crush me down An aluminum can Poke me with a fork and half baked yam Toss me in the frying pan I would never bite the hand If I could be sure the hand