everything is alright and awful. get yourself another. we'll stay up all night. and toast to friends we never had. stranger angels have swung around this table.
And now we proudly present. Songs perverse and songs of lament. A couple hymns of confession. And songs that recognize our sick obsessions. Sing along I'm on the ugly organ again.
If you got the looks and if you got the goods. I suppose you could make it anywhere. You want to get made and you want to get laid. My model agent says you gots to get paid.
Swimming at night. We've dug this hole. The water's fine. I wonder how far down it goes. Down it goes.... Down it goes.... . The stars above have lost their shine.