Rules For Mules Lyrics - If It Weren't For Venetian Blinds, It Would Be Curtains For Us All - Piebald

I've got to clean my mouth out with soap 

I've got to stop swearing 

I've got to clean my eyes out with dirt 

I've got to stop staring 

English was made to be rhymed 

Or made to be destroyed, organized organism 

Don't ruffle the feathers, don't touch a thing 

Call shotgun, babe and we can bust out of this Popsicle stand 

Everything good comes to an end 

The saddest and happiest day you will miss that eventually 

This white Christmas is too much for me 

It's not what you look like, it's who you look like 

If silence is a crime then everything is guilty 

Wish that I'd met her sooner 

Wish that I could consume her 

Mistress of Luna, take care of yourself