Hits from the bong Hits from the bong Hits from the bong Pick it, pack it Fire it up, come along And take a hit from the bong Put the blunt down just
Listen to the lyrics we are the one's prophesied to return My main concern is for all of you to learn How to live, yes through the lyrics I give and send
Don't pull me over mister policeman* Don't pull me over mister policeman What I've got to do won't hurt anyone Where I've got to go won't hurt anyone
From Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen Soundtrack . Don't move on Don't move on Don't move Don't move Don't move Don't move on You brought me to
Set sails, for distant shores, In the lap of the shining sea. They made anchor, on foreign ground. For kingdoms of gold they seek. Hail the King, the
And even when I think I've said it all I find a tragedy to break my fall Cause everything I love is pain in motion Its moving like a ticker tape parade
She washed her hands 300 times but still they're dripping red. We caught her in the pauper's pit, she stole the prince's head, still cursing 'blasphemy
(Spoken) In a hospital bed on the outskirts of town Lay an old gray man in a soiled white gown. His hair was all wispy, his eyes were a blank. His breath
Don't know why memories seem to pass me by Broken the wings of a butterfly when you said goodbye Late at night you're not here but it's alright Now I
Does it real good Does it real good Now when I pull up at the club I'm lookin' so clean Se-se-seventy-seven cut, dog painted lime green T-t-today I'm
"Rivers of gore, rivers of gore...ah hahahahah!" Driving my automobile, watch out for that moose Ramming it head on, turn over in a ditch Nearly fatal
(Where?d I go wrong?) Pull the curtain, begin, paranoia?s wearing thin now It?s wearing thin now (Where?d I go wrong?) Close my eyes, realize I?ve become
Pull a U in a sexy car Got your black magic And your two dollar Pull a U in ya dust, dusty car Got your black magic And your two dollar love Pull a U
Don't pull me over Mister Policeman Don't pull me over Mister Policeman And what I've got to do Don't hurt anyone And where I've got to go Won't hurt
Stepchild you've had a hard way to go How come your daddy run away your mama never did know All you remember is becoming a step son to your mama's new
My stepson has a gun He shows me who's number one He's aware of my welfare He tells me he doesn't care He never listened to me He turned his mom against
There are so many things that still escape from your numb and drug-infested brain So stuck in the mud you call a life sedated, self-castrated Your existence
Our step mom we did everything to hate her She took us down to the edge of Decatur We saw the lion and the kangaroo take her Down to the river where they