wonder for what What I've got doesn't come for free I see a smile that is fucking me You're lying, I'm dying I see a smile that is fucking me Don'
I wonder for what What I've got doesn't come for free I see a smile that is fucking me You're lying, I'm dying I see a smile that is fucking me Don'
form a plan So I'm headed for New England or the Paris of the south Gonna find myself somewhere to level out Are your brothels full, oh Babylon, with
confuse you Many of us have been taught to sing And so we practice scales Many of us were born singing And thus were born with scales Mermaids, cooks
tonal color Necessary to make it consistently interesting Full time consideration of another endeavor might be in order He came home to Dayton and was questioned by his friends Then he smiled
are you afraid of the world belongs to gabulon not the auto-sodomites uncle climax, my first words were curse words red right, white left johnny rockwell, full scale
the spiting sttreaming sun These cups of fire, of waterred scales That cover our laughing round of spaces Are nothing Nothing Like tho mouse with horns A fable full
of made of What are silly girls made of A neck full of gold, material things huh That's what silly girls are made of Verse one: On a scale of one to
This is the Lotus The Underground Where all darkness meets For the judgement of their afterlife Six petals, One pod And an Army full of Juggalos
to care But who will be the scale to weigh the cross she has to bear The girl with the weight of the world in her hands Is the glass half-full or empty
death sentence on the outside. sitting next Im on a banquette, a ballerina. she's had two grapes, a raisin, and a chicklet, and she's full. in fact, she
of made of What are silly girls made of A neck full of gold, material things huh That's what silly girls are made of Verse One: On a scale of one to
Of the cobwebs of contradictions And your clothes will be wet with the rivers of sweat That tells the tale of attention And once in awhile the clock has to smile
sentence on the outside Sitting next to him, on a banquette, a ballerina She's had two grapes, a raisin, and a chicklet, and she's full In fact, she'
on just one more bomb set by extremists that could have been me or been you. A push or a shove when a smile or some love would have helped out that
brought here for your knowledge Not your good intentions You've been brought here for your knowledge Come get some You. It's just your style You. Does it hurt to smile
a pit the truth just died But you never held that dear Excusing pedophiles How do you sleep at night Hold on with all your might With a golden smile
shit." So they run find Hamlet, they say, "Hey, sweet Prince, Your daddy's ghost been seen runnin' hither and hince. He's all full of maggots and he
