Me and my friends are like The drums on 'Lust for Life' We pound it out on floor toms Our Psalms are sing along songs And this whole town is like this
truths and fortified wine Excuses and half truths and fortified wine Excuses and half truths and fortified wine There's a house on the south side Where she stays
She's always funny in the morning She isn't always funny in the night Once she gets a couple of drinks in She's probably gonna tell you You ain't doing
I guess we met a couple a bonafide angels But they all seemed kinda fat and fatigued But now we're trying to match their mouths to the screams Match their
They used to think it was so cute When she said, "Dyer Maker" All the boys knew it was a joke about Jamaica She'd always find a ride back home from the
It started when we were dancing It got heavy when we got to the bathroom We didn't go back to her place We went to some place where she cat sits She said
They come in for the beating, sit in stadium seating They're holding their hands out for the body and blood now We're the directors, our hands will hold steady
butterfly knife Was the first night she spent with that one guy that she liked She gave him a ride to some kid's house in Cleveland He stayed there for
whoa, ho, ho We gotta stay positive Whoa, ho, ho, whoa, ho, ho, whoa, ho, ho We gotta stay positive Whoa, ho, ho, whoa, ho, ho, whoa, ho, ho We gotta stay positive
Yeah sapphire, I'm sick and I'm tired and I'm fried And you gotta believe me Yeah sapphire, if I cross myself when I come Would you maybe receive me?
She says sometimes she sees these things Right before they're happening Hail Mary full of grace Some nights she swears she feels her face She's known
their own And the sing-along songs will be our scriptures Whoahoho We gotta stay positive Whoahoho We gotta stay positive Whoahoho We gotta stay positive Whoahoho We gotta stay positive
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less she can repeat. If she happens to bring up The pin pricks and the throwin' up, Tell her it's just part of growin' up. If she wants to get involved, Tell her to stay
Me and my friends are like the drums on "Lust for Life" we pound it out on floor toms our psalms are sing-a-long songs This whole town is lifeless been
again Wipe that chip right off your shoulder We ain't getting any younger Some things are getting bigger Some things are falling off Some things they seem much harder Some other things stay
They used to think it was so cute When she said "Dyer Maker" All the boys knew it was a joke about Jamaica She'd always find a ride back home from the