breakfast in the some old kitchen Every room in my house is the some old room 'Cause I have been there too long"} You turn on a spindle, you're so much
in the same old kitchen. Every room in my house is the some old room because I have been there too long." You turn on a spindle, you're so much looser
Oh was there someone you were thinking of? Someone more complete Was there someone you were thinking of? Yeah But if you're fighting against the wind
There're spiders in your room But there always will be There's people to be fooled And there always has been Hold out your hand, hold out your hand Or
There is a chance That I won?t repeat the lessons that I?ve learnt Instead I?ll make the same mistakes Pretend for me, don?t prove me wrong I broke my
Spiders are singing in the salty breeze Spiders are filling out tax returns Spinning out webs of deductions and melodies On a private beach in Michigan
Gran Gran keeps a box of spiders Says they're on me when I sleep Waiting in the out-house for me Underneath the seat Great-grandmothers 'bout ninety-
I've got nothing to worry about, So I worry about nothing. I think I've got fleas or some tropical disease And my spider-sense is tingling. I've got
I dont hang out in makeshift graveyards Ill serve my time in them soon enough and I cant deny the foolish compromise by satellites Stop! My routine
Young and wasted Look at me now I'm the King of California Straight out of Tennessee Come on baby Crash on my couch You've got that Hollywood nosebleed
Innocent victim filled up with pills Or so it would seem to the rumbler scene Her getaway sticks made contact with bricks Caught skating around, now it
Adalae, your every moment is a masterpiece Adalae, you're only precious 'til you meet your needs Adalae, you say we'll see you on the silver screen But
Woo hoo, we're a sounding contradiction A pieced together picture of a satellite trying to fly Woo hoo, this is feeling like stick up And I'm about to