was living a lie He makes his guitar weep, but his champagne cry He's a southwest, tie-wearing bolo-champ Coming straight out the box with a bowl o'
're lining up to inspect you O children Poor old Jim's white as a ghost He's found the answer that we lost We're all weeping now, weeping because There
grinning back. I've been here many times before; again the joke's on me. I know the score, but Deja-Vu ain't what it used to be. *O well for him that
head you know I shave my shit And you don't quit,I say you don't quit Cause i'm the protigal son you get well done,just like a stake give me a break
Pray tell, Jessye' Lisabeth Tell me why you're weeping Pray tell, Jessye' Lisabeth When you should be sleeping What secret are you keeping Jessye' Lisabeth
wish and it is that you'll come and forever be happy with me. I'll smile when you smile and I'll weep when you weep, and I'll give you a kiss for a kiss
Mary Jane is drivin' me crazy A gypsy queen once told me "Mickey, if you don't get it together you won't see twenty" But plenty honey's give me money
I won't let you near me, oh no Oppression You shall learn to fear me, yes you will Oppression I won't let you near me, oh no Oppression You shall fear
for me inside your dictionary S L A P, is that how you spell kiss in your dictionary? C O L D, pronounced as care S H I T, is that how you spelt me in
*girl weeping* WHAT'S WRONG, SWEETHEART? DON'T YOU WANT ME? YOU PAID FOR ME. KNEEL TO ME. *rhythmic sniffing* SMOKE ME. BREATHE ME. INHALE ... HA
'em, then twitches one eye For something here is not quite cipher "E-I-E-I-O!" screamed Bo "Left on my lawn, now it's gone, where's my hoe? O woe is me
're lining up to inspect you O children Poor old Jim's white as a ghost He's found the answer that was lost We're all weeping now, weeping because There
Vita dulcedo et spes nostra Salve salve regina Peron Ad te clamamus exules filii Eva Ad te suspiramus gementes et flentes O clemens o pia [Eva:] Don't cry for me
Vita dulcedo et spes nostra Salve salve regina Peron Ad te clamamus exules filii Eva Ad te suspiramus gementes et flentes O clemens o pia (Eva:) Don't cry for me
friend Ain't got a clue here What's going on inside your stupid head L O S E R Ain't gonna work Gonna get you far L O S E R lose Now at thirteen, how
Wait, wait patiently Your death black wings Unfolding sleep Spreading o'er me Empty they say Death, won't you let me stay? Empty they say Death, hear me
bell. Gordita! Chalupa! [02:20]Well my medieval brother, there's room here for another, would you care to take a roll of the die? [02:25]You guys make me weep
get the point No food w/out fuel's gain I'll be, the irish loud Unleashed my beak At peak of powers O girl, unleash Your worried comb O worried mind Sin
