Do or die, it's a rockabye. Come on over mine tonight. . Do or die, it's a rockabye. Come on over mine tonight. . Get your filthy hands off my ice cream.
Wet hands admitted and. Through dead nails all splitting sand. . Underneath it's strychnine. Winds that change are never seen. Beasts that back to the wall and cry.
Hey, didn't I see you at the sizzler last night?. I never heard of them, do you have change for a dollar?. No but that dress is real expensive. It's too cold and I can't stand salty stuff.