Let's go hang out in a mall, or a morgue A smorgasbord Let's go hang out in a church We'll go find lurch Then we'll haul ass down through the abbey Is
However hair shirt 'round my shoulder Got a cold stew in my spoon And I'm fallin' on my head, liftin' feet of lead Now it's got me bayin' at the moon
(Lyrics: Stephen Shareaux Music: Rob Grad, Mike Marquis) At night I sleep alone with memories Memories of her Sheddin' her skin at my bedside She slithers
Cruising' on my belly all night long, you gotta hold on You gotta hold on, you got a rattlesnake say, "I'm a rattlesnake" Cruisin' on my belly all night
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Blood on a Tissue on a Floor on a Train Sun goes down Temperature drops Beautiful Burnout, Beautiful Burnout
Boy boy boy boy wraps his arm around a skinny thing naked around, naked around, naked around naked around the middle she's a sleepwalker with an expensive
Is that you? Is that, is that really you? To call between my lips Two kangaroo fingers Push through and scratch my back in rhythm Slow foot, slow fast
With a glass eye on you With a glass eye on you Electric eye on you Who loves to be touched With a glass eye on you Electric eye on you Who could dance
I don't wanna get dirty with two scoops and white flakes and jelly wrestling would you do it would you do it go down with the body hugger stroking clutches
Blood on a tissue on a floor of a train sun goes down temperature drops Beautiful burnout Beautiful burnout Bird Chrome
I want you to be the way I want you to be and when you're not it hurts me like shredded tape, something sticky for security wrapped tight around a metal
What you thinking of And what you doing, What do you think you can do What you are, what you do Looking out at ripples on the dance floor What
(Words By Dolly Parton) I'll be home with bells on I'll be home with bells on Trim the trees and wrap the presents Turn the Christmas music on This Christmas
Jodie wears a hat, although it hasn't rained for six days. She says a girl needs a gun these days, Hey, on account of those rattlesnakes, on account of
Johnny started to play With it at shool And finished in the forest His friend played with Matches They didn't save him Doctors couldn't put him Back together
i check my hand, it's shredded and bleeding from holding broken glass punching echoes in the face can't see you, eyes covered, not looking your ice blue
Dropping Rattlesnakes In The Playground Are We Evil Are We Good Dropping Rattlesnakes In The Playground Would You Save Them If You Could What Are The