The diggers getting stuck in the machine Picking slim, slimmer I them say my name Regin-ah, regin-ah,
Yes I'm the boulder to my ear And I can't hear Whadya think I was an with my temperature...
If I hear another song about If I see another on the dumb-box I'm go to Babylon and get me some whiskey go to Babylon and get me some whiskey now... If I hear song about angels If I see another feather on the I'm gonna go to and get me some whiskey Oh get me some whiskey, get me whisky, get me some whiskey now
My is Lucille and I know how you feel I live I hear you out your garbage I you loving your girlfriend I hear you loving too I hear you flushing your I you turning your thoughts off I mine off too The thing I hear is you And you don't sound nice and you don't right And you don't sound good and you don't right
My name is Lucille and I how you feel I downstairs I you taking out your garbage I hear you your girlfriend I hear you loving too I hear you turning your off Oh, I hear you turning thoughts off And it quiet...
Pavlov's daughter up in the morning Heard the bell And something deep inside of her made her to salivate So she lay there drooling on her So she lay there, the sun her skin, And, and...drooling on her daughter And it was far and hazy like a dream Not a dream, not a dream, But the ocean, not the ocean, But forever...
The diggers getting stuck in the machine getting slim, slimmer I hear them say my Regin-ah, regin-ah,
Yes I'm putting the to my ear And I still hear Whadya I was an amateur Playin' my temperature...
If I hear another song about If I see another on the dumb-box I'm gonna go to Babylon and get me some Gonna go to Babylon and get me whiskey now... If I hear another about angels If I see another on the dumb-box I'm gonna go to and get me some whiskey Oh get me whiskey, get me some whisky, get me some whiskey now
My name is Lucille and I know how you I downstairs I hear you taking out your I hear you loving your I hear you loving too I you turning your thoughts off I hear you turning thoughts off And I mine off too The only thing I is you And you sound nice and you don't sound right And you don't good and you don't sound right
My name is and I know how you feel I live I hear you taking out garbage I you loving your girlfriend I hear you loving too I you turning your thoughts off I hear you turning thoughts off It quiet...
As quiet as an checking out the neighborhood, Waiting for the to slip and that final blow, But nothing happens, it's a cruel As as a ticker tape parade over the rain forest, As as a ticker tape parade over my head, As ironic as a ticker tape parade my head Going stream... To where...it isn't... even... real...rain... at...all...