Hey, hey, hey, hey Fourteen miles away from a landfill grave Never pawned my watch and chain The landlord living inside my head I paid my rent till the
I woke up with the power out Not really something to shout about Ice has covered up my parents hands Don't have any dreams don't have any plans I went
Saturday night, just got paid I'll make my exit to the city I'm on a high speed getaway Reach my hand in the bag And I'm ready to roll Out on the run,
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I?m wasting my time I?m spending my days Losing my mind Losing my way I stumbled across Your name in a song Thinking of us Made the day twice as long
Months of preparations are over now I'm finally here Standing in the airlock waiting the signal says clear Jumping through the open door a sight
There are many things that I would be proud of If I'd only invented them such as the wheel The washing machine and the tumble dryer On these inventions
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Due to acne. Due to heavy metal. Due to Fread and Barney, Wilma and Pebbles. New Jersey exit. Suzy's got the flue. Maybe this will clear up her sinuses
Insurance case, we all lose our heads Promise, I won't drink myself to death Baby, before I do anything Emergency exit to escape my head And I love you
If you want to go out If you want to go out Read it in the papers Tell me what it's all about, yeah If you want to stay home If you want to stay home
Our mistakes are scrawled upon the chalkboard They're scribed across stained glass They're posted on the billboards A lackluster charade And are we
su quel confine c'era scritto proprio cosi l'ultimo che esce spenga la luce e poi che nessuno possa vedere dov'e questo povero paese tra le rovine un
What was that sound? I slowly turn around, something moved A void of darkness in the floor, where the altar stood I move a little closer, cause I cannot
[Candy] Somebody told me there's an off ramp exit to paradise Only time will tell if there's an off ramp exit to paradise Going anywhere has gotta be
Brooklyn, Brooklyn Party up, party up, Brooklyn Party up, party up, baby I cannot sleep the night is young I cannot eat I want some fun I pick you up
1. Intro - Ach Golgotha (The Small One In The Cross) 1:06 2. The Old Coffin Spirit 4:58 3. The Forest Of N'Gai