It's safe in the to love in a doorway Wrangle screams from the dawn And isn't it me, putting in a stranger? a portrait in flesh, trails on a leash Will you see that I'm scared and I'm So I'll break up my room, and yawn and I'll run to the center of Where the knowing one
"Boys, boys, it's a sweet Boys, boys, it's a thing, sweet thing If you want it, boys, get it here, 'Cause hope, boys, is a thing, cheap thing"
I'm glad that older than me Makes me feel important and Does that make you smile, isn't me? I'm in your way, and I'll steal moment If this trade is a course, I'll bless you And turn to and hamburgers
"Boys, boys, a sweet thing Boys, boys, a sweet thing, sweet thing If you it, boys, get it here, thing 'Cause hope, boys, is a cheap thing, thing"
I'll you a deal, like any other candidate We'll pretend, walking home 'cause your future's at stake My set is amazing, it even smells like a a bar at the end where I can meet you and your friend Someone scrawled on the wall "I the blood of les tricoteuses" Who wrote up in other bars
I'm having so much fun with the poisonous Spreading rumors and lies and stories made up Some make you sing and some you scream One makes you wish you'd never been seen But there's a on the corner that's selling papier mache Making bullet-proof faces: Charlie Manson, Cassius "If you it, boys, get it here, thing"
So you scream out of "I you! I need you! Anyone out there? Any time? " Tres butch little whines "Hey dirty, I want you When good, it's really good, and when it's bad I go to pieces" If you want it, boys, get it here,
Well, on the street where you I could not hold up my head For I put all I have in bed On floor, in the back of a car In the cellar of a church with the door Well, I guess we must be looking for a kind But we can't stop trying we break up our minds 'Til the sun drips on the seedy young knights Who press you on the while shaking in fright I guess we could down one more time you by my side, it should be fine We'll by some drugs and watch a jump in the river holding hands
"If you it, boys, get it here, thing hope, boys, is a cheap thing, cheap thing"
Is it nice in your snow storm, freezing brain? Do you think that your looks the same? Then let it be, it's all I wanted It's a street a deal, and a taste got claws, it's got me, it's got you...