it If you don't do it now, you'll never get the chance If you ain't puttin out bitch, make other plans I still keep my money in a rubber band with the
affection So I paid my 3 and the girls got in free Shined the beer for tequila and we headed into the party And then, in the backyard, some terrible ska band
Only seen right here It's your last chance in this lifetime The line forms at the rear You won't believe your eyes Your eyes will not believe your ears
, My hands are shaking and my feet are numb, My head is aching and the bar's going round, And I'm so down, in this foreign town; Tonight there's a band
t give a damn what part of your own death that you don't understand death comes in all sizes all shapes and all colours but we like to believe that
can see that you're nobody's fool Now tell me am I coming though It's too late, I can't wait Believe me it's gonna be a big mistake But I'm tempted to believe
losing streak, I think you've turned it round Oh yeah, girl, you've got something I like... Read all about it, have you heard the latest? Boy in a band
French kiss the morning While some marching band keeps its own beat in my head While we're talking About all of the things that I long to believe About
Stabity, Rip, Stab, Stab And it doesn't help that I couldn't get my hair to flipply thing the other day like that guy from that band could do. Somedays
to my back to weigh me down... We lay cards upon the table The backs of our hands And I swear I like your people The boys in the band Reminisences
A-M, Wave them if they sure take them right back and spray him amen, yea, I just do my wayne and everytime I do it I do my thing, yea Believe that like
When I was a young boy, My father took me into the city To see a marching band. He said, "Son when you grow up, Would you be the saviour of the broken
Mmmm mm yeah Oh oh I stood by the exit door of the hotel cafe He was playing with his band I've always been a sucker had a weakness for a boy with a guitar
doesn’t need another band Whoa, oh oh oh, whoa, oh oh oh But what a waste it would’ve been Whoa, oh oh oh, whoa, oh oh oh I can't believe we almost hung
Warlocks in wonderland I got a megatropolis in my hand And a subterranean marching band I A little package and off we go Oh ticky ticky tackita tick tack
other shit bore me like a monologue Like the beatles when they were bigger then Jesus I'm genuis bill clinton were my speeches Look you in the eye and lie Believe
fucking singing And now you know that I will never stop the fucking singing I'm like a fucking one-man band I'm like a fucking one-man band! (Jack
you high to make you high Doctor I am feeling better what was that you sang did you write it or recite it or just steal it from a band ah my bones are
