So you wanted to take a break. Slow it down some and have some space. Fuck you too. . Give me my money back. Give me my money back, you bitch. I want my money back.
So you wanted. To take a break. Slow it down some. And have some space. Well fuck you too. . Give me my money back. Give me my money back. Give me my money back.
{1,2,3,4}. . So you wanted. To take a break. Slow it down some. And have some space. Fuck you too. . Give me my money back. Give me my money back. You bitch.
She plays "Wipeout" on the drums. The squirrels and the birds come. Gather around to sing the guitar. Oh I...Have you got nothing to say?. . When all words fail, she speaks.
2-3-4. . .. Pull over the car. Pull over the car. I think I see some sweet squirrel rim. Pull over the car (really). Pull over the car. I think I feel like gettin' down on ya.
Pull over the car, pull over the car. I think I see some sweet squirrel rim. Pull over the car, pull over the car. I think I feel like gettin down on ya.
Saw a silhouette across a fluorescent. Floating overhead, undoing his helmet. Through the murky beams and blue-green sea life. I saw him spinnin' towards the moonlight.