: Maybe I should go and live in Amsterdam in a side street in a big canal spend my evenings in the Van Gogh Museum what a dream, Van Gogh Museum
: Standing on the corner, suitcase in my hand Jack is in his corset, Jane is her vest And me, I'm in a rock'n'roll band Ridin'a Stutz Bearcat, Jim
: They tied his arms behind his back, to teach him how to swim They put blood in his coffee and milk in his gin They stood over the soldier, in the
: They call you ecstasy nothing ever sticks to you Not velcro, not scotch tape not my arms dipped in glue Not if I wrap myself in nylon a piece
: Just a perfect day drink Sangria in the park And then later when it gets dark, we go home Just a perfect day feed animals in the zoo Then later
: Caught between the twisted stars the plotted lines the faulty map that brought Columbus to New York Betwixt between the East and West he calls on
: Holly came from Miami FLA Hitch-hiked her way across the USA. Plucked her eyebrows on the way Shaved her leg and then he was a she She said, hey
: Satellite's gone up to the skies Thing like that drive me out of my mind I watched it for a little while I like to watch things on TV Satellite
: (reed) Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather Whiplash girlchild in the dark Clubs and bells, your servant, don?t forsake him Strike, dear mistress,
: Why do you talk, why do you waste time Saying the same old thing, it should be a crime You never listen, instead you stammer As though you're interesting
(reed) Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather Whiplash girlchild in the dark Clubs and bells, your servant, don?t forsake him Strike, dear mistress, and
Why do you talk, why do you waste time Saying the same old thing, it should be a crime You never listen, instead you stammer As though you're interesting
Satellite's gone up to the skies Thing like that drive me out of my mind I watched it for a little while I like to watch things on TV Satellite
They tied his arms behind his back, to teach him how to swim They put blood in his coffee and milk in his gin They stood over the soldier, in the midst
Just a perfect day drink Sangria in the park And then later when it gets dark, we go home Just a perfect day feed animals in the zoo Then later
They call you ecstasy nothing ever sticks to you Not velcro, not scotch tape not my arms dipped in glue Not if I wrap myself in nylon a piece of
Holly came from Miami FLA Hitch-hiked her way across the USA. Plucked her eyebrows on the way Shaved her leg and then he was a she She said, hey
Maybe I should go and live in Amsterdam in a side street in a big canal spend my evenings in the Van Gogh Museum what a dream, Van Gogh Museum Maybe