Lights out, here comes the night,. As the darkness falls over the light. Lights out, there goes the day. And this fear that comes won't go away. And I'm losing track of time.
Shut your mouth 'cause you're talking too much. And I don't give a damn anyway. You always seem to be stepping in shit. And all you really do is complain.
She puts her makeup on. Like graffiti on the walls of the heartland. She's got her little book of conspiracies. Right in her hand. . She is paranoid. Endangered species headed into extinction.
Well, I met a girl named Lady Cobra. Her black heart beats crimson and clover. She gives me chills and fever blisters. She's serving spells and voodoo shakes.
Spin a wheel, behind the mark. Another deal in the dark. In the red and in the gray. Dangerous with a kiss. . On a take at the zoo. On a make, sniffing glue.