Whose song is that remembered? At random serpentine Throught fatty coils emerging There's some artist thinking This light stands above The thunders on
Blue eyed devil Blue eyed devil Born to be a God among salesmen Working the skinny tie Slugging down fruit juice Extra tall extra wide Blue eyed devil
When you were languishing in rooms I built to file you in And when the wind set down in funnel form and pulled you in I don't need to walk around in
As for my single self, I had as life not be as live To be in awe of such a thing as I myself As for my own concern I had as think to think As keep on
Lifting me up Lifting me up Lifting me up Lifting me up like a garage door I need to feel it when the drug starts coming on I know you Lord are a jealous
When all the limbs are numb and clean And you're in transit, dream to dream I'll drift there to meet you, lazybones When all the world has lain and sank
Janine, I drink you up Janine, I drink you up Janine, Janine, I sing If you were the Baltic sea and I were a cup, uh huh Varick street and I drove south
Get on to the bus That's gonna take you back to Beelzebub Get on to the bus That's gonna make you stop going rub a dub Your words burn the air Like the
Exits to freeways twisted like knots on the fingers Jewels cleaving skin between breasts Your Cadillac breathes four hundred horses over blue lines You
I'm rolling, I'm rolling, I'm rolling, I'm rolling, now I'm rolling, I'm rolling, I'm rolling, I'm rolling, now I've gotta get a new balm I've gotta
I stopped the thought before it's drip became insistent I rubbed it out and loved the spot where it was missing She's widely known the only maquereau
Normalize the signal when you're banging on freon Paleolithic eon Put the fake goatee on And it booms as cool as Sugar free jazz Schools he bombs, he
Easy places to get away to Easy limbs languid all around you All my time, yeah dirt on your hands Fingers drifting down my spine, yeah Fall, fall, fall
Move aside and let the man go through Let the man go through Move aside and let the man go through Let the man go through Move aside and let the man
Signal got lost to the satellite Got lost in the, ride up to the Plunge down Man sends the ray of the electric light Sends the impulse through the air
Everything is going up Everything is going as planned, yeah Everything moves along Everything is fine, fine, fine Well I could be condemned to Hell for
(M. Doughty) Paint! Paint! Collide a clause, unremitting can you cram? I know you're dumb as paint.
Mid level manager says he heard about some Mulatto girl Shot him in the mouth and left him in a hotel near the mid south offices He worked in distribution
