I opened up a bottle and I fell out of bed. I couldn't find the floor until it hit me in the head. I did a little powder off the bathroom sink. It's been about a month and something's start to stink.
Step right up and listen, welcome to the show. Sign on the X to sell your soul. It's so automatic, hocking broken plastic. Royalties you'll never know.
I'm just a thorn in your side. The disrespect in your eye. I can't control myself. . I'm like a snake in your drain. I'm takin' over your brain. 'Cause I can't help myself.
They opened up the door to my insanity. They should've slammed it shut right then and thrown away the key. They stitched up my head from my labotomy. They should've never let me out, I'm public enemy.
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Friday night and I need a fight. My motorcycle and a switchblade knife. Handful of grease in my hair feels right. But what I need to make me tight are.
Can't break the chains. Can't solve the pain. Can't rhyme problem with reason. . Not taking sides. Just asking why. Does the pain eat the children. . Who wrote the Bible.
Rat-tailed Jimmy is a second hand hood. Deals out in Hollywood. Got a '65 Chevy, primered flames. Traded for some powdered goods. Jigsaw Jimmy, he's runnin' a gang.
Can't find my doctor. My bones can't take this ache. If ya dance with the devil. Your day will come to pay. . Downtown. Fuel-injected dreams. Are busting at the seams.
Fireflies and dogfights. Runnin' hot in the heat. Street noise, another bribe. Things too hard to believe-. so head out. . My heart's in the country. My feet's in the city with you.
He was a six foot stallion said a storybook thug. He was the kind that made you wonder how he put down the love. He had a hickey in his pocket with that rock in his ear.