't be afraid to hold it And love ain't the only thing we making When you finish I'm gone make you up some grits and bacon Pour a glass of orange juice
clokin' Everything you do, I'm seeing through your masquerade At midnight you will hear the serenade and don't you be afraid It's like clock work orange lemonade with the bottomless glass
gone at work or school And, I've got the whole house to myself so... I might as well get naked as buck Do jumping jacks with a glass of orange juice
The burns of our beginnings are gone in lights like these Orange white, they try to kill the night, get turned on for the streets We could lay and give
The sand glass stars rip your leaves, trees, and branches. the direction they show us from their patch of unnamed sky. self powered. and you will be
Well me n' my buddies we got us some beer And a great big bottle of rye And boxes of ammo and guns to go with 'em And good old Charlie's glass eye Well
go home and have lunch. The same ol' boring lunch again! Two more fricken' frozen monterey jack bean and cheese burritos with a glass of distilled water and an Orange
the burns of our beginnings are gone in lights like these orange white, they try to kill the night get turned on for the streets we could lay and give
afraid to hold it And love ain't the only thing we making When you finish I'm gone make you up some grits and bacon Pour a glass of orange juice and I
at work or school And, I've got the whole house to myself so... I might as well get naked as buck Do jumping jacks with a glass of orange juice and double
seeing through your masquerade At midnight you will hear the serenade and don't you be afraid It's like clock work orange lemonade with the bottomless glass
