Well, those electric sheep to the valley they keep walkin'. On the radio waves, selling tennis shoes and beer. It induces sleep when that DJ starts his talkin'.
What is that fallin' out of your eyes. What is that rollin' on down your shit. Thunder and lightning from the bloodshot skies. This time its feeling like a permanent hurt.
he threw one down from the top of the stairs. beautiful women were standing everywhere. they all got wet when he smashed that thing. but off in the dark you could hear somebody sing.
I was gonna get up off that bar stool. Just as soon as I could figure it out. Why I was overlooked at the car pool. Stood up at the dance with no twist and shout.
What is that fallin' out of your eyes. What is that rollin' on down your shirt. Thunder and lightening from a bloodshot sky. This time its lookin' like a permanent hurt.
My attic is so full of life. Why wont they come and play with me?. Backyard. Tree Fort.. Want to let them in.. But they're not my friends. Sometimes the ash grey mask will suit me fine.