song was right and all i wanted was time yea your friends are pretty cool and my friends were acting cool she had a gun in her mouth and she was shootin
away on such separate trips and she got pinned down at the party pit sailed away on such separate trips and she got pinned down and I'm pretty sure we kissed and
and out of focus. i was kicking it with chemists. the scratches on my back they formed into a choir and belted out a chorus. there were clicks and hisses. and
Southtown girls won't blow you away but you know that they'll stay (x4) Take lyndale to the horizon. take nicollet out to the ocean. take penn ave out
There are nights when I think Sal Paradise was right. Boys and Girls in America have such a sad time together. Sucking off each other at the demonstrations
other boyfriends there's always other boys and you can make him like you there's always other boys there's always other boyfriends there's always other boys and
and the pagers that come with all the powders lost in fog and love and faith was fear and I've had kisses that make Judas seem sincere lost in fog and
I'm gonna hold it and walk around the stage And if you fuck up, I'm gonna get my gauge and shrivel you up Like California raisins, unload the barrel and
m gonna hold it And walk around the stage And if you fuck up, I'm gonna get my gauge and shrivel you up Like California raisins, then unload the barrell and
