Baby's gonna be alright. Baby's gonna be alright. Baby's gonna be alright. Baby's gonna be alright. . And it don't mean I don't love you. When I put a gun to your face.
Bartholemew bring me a fork. There's a Minstrel Parade on TV. Let the lights glow, an excellent reason. To stay home tonight. . Oh, the old men wave their canes.
When I wake up in the morning I smell your smell. God knows that I'm not doing well. You're my Clementine, my sweet sunshine. A sparkling diamond in your eye.
Bluebirds are so natural. I wanna buy them for my friends. Bluebirds are so dismal. And I want to trade mine in. . And I don't go out for brunch. And I don't go out for cunts.
Skeleton of a smoking plane. Catch a train to an open vein. . The smoke just cleared. Something went wrong. The catfish choked. The sky is gone. . Beneath their boats.
She used to live with an Indian chief. Who gave her the clap that he got from a priest. Night after night, I would lie with her pets. Like a mail order bride in a box by the steps.
Bind me, gag me take me to the bunnyranch. People dying kill me in the packing house. Even you have to win sometimes dear. Poison needle smoker, break a broken window, mind you.
Tonight I've made the wish. That never comes true. Just seems to vanish in the end. It always dies before it begins to bloom. . Obscurity it appears. Sorrowful behind a veil of tears.