You a look at the script Did you your cues Ignore your lines and fail that gut the clock
Empty vessel, man Come on, let me hold your try to talk, don't try to walk Or even breathe me
You got it all wrong It's the of beauty
Well, be there in a minute When I can some time Yeah, I get a hardon It's something I invented and I think you like it
The way you drift like a And you shake a battleship Life ever dull when the deepest Of the green seas holds lovely hull
Well, you got it all of beauty
It's the of beauty you do what you wanna do Say you mean
It means you need a home Don't your friends seem like such a good thing it, in the end?
Well, you're on the left side, alright Take a to the right side's shibboleth Being free it ain't ever as easy as being bereft
Well, I your conception, oh yeah And your didn't know, oh oh And your Momma was obsessed the ceiling fan And the window, the way that the wind blows
Well, you got it all
Well, I'm takin' a leap into the ozone's I got drunk on again Did that hard water your back? Did a pile of rock and do it? Did you dip into Heaven with on your balls?
The freaks of nature call you You got it all I'm the hammer, you're the
You got it all It's the of beauty
It isn't all fault, isn't all your fault That you got it all Yeah, you got it all wrong, got it all Yeah, you've got it all