You take a at the script Did you your cues Ignore your lines and that gut check? Stop the
Empty vessel, man Come on, let me hold hand Don't try to talk, try to walk Or even breathe me
You ain't got it all It's the lure of
Well, be there in a minute I can spare some time Yeah, I get a hardon It's something I and I think you might like it
The way you drift a dreamboat And you shake like a Life ever dull when the deepest Of the green seas your lovely hull
Well, you got it all Lure of
the lure of beauty Helps you do you wanna do Say you mean
It you don't need a home Don't your friends Doesn't seem such a good thing Does it, in the
Well, you're on the left side, alright Take a to the right side's shibboleth Being truly it ain't ever as easy as being bereft
Well, I your conception, oh yeah And Daddy didn't know, oh oh And Momma was obsessed with the ceiling fan And the open window, the way the wind blows
Well, you got it all
Well, I'm takin' a leap into the fade I got drunk on again Did that hard water break your Did a pile of rock and do it? Did you dip into Heaven with bells on your
The freaks of call you home You got it all I'm the hammer, the peach
You got it all It's the lure of
It isn't all your fault, all your fault you got it all wrong Yeah, you got it all wrong, got it all Yeah, got it all wrong