We're all sinking in our hearts now, people. 100 screens upon the wall. A pretty cloud of confusion. Come to cover us all, oh yeah. . You're smokin' hot mutation, baby.
I been stuffed in your pocket. For the last hundred days. When I don't get my bath. I take it out on the slaves. So grease up your baby. For the ball on the hill.
You know you're quite a hot topic. You've gotta nothin' in your head. You've got your ass in the back seat. We all agree you're overfed. . You're from the suck generation.
Now stick a pin in that old, fat sun. Bring the a curtain down cross the sky. This man can chew on some bubblegum. And on that you can rely. . She waits outside my little hole.
I read a book today, it made me think of a life I led. It seemed so far away, but then I wouldn't call it dead. I see a name or two and the ghosts just start to roam.