've come to understand... The monsters are under my bed again... The monsters are under my bed again." Dedicated to the memory of my Black Sweatshirt
I'm a bluefinger from up on the hill Above the dark water that's flowing there still But my blood is Isala and I'd rather swill I came down from the top
Corrina's at the fashion show But she won't stop it, won't stop it Senorita, think I'm gonna go If you don't stop it now I drove all the way from New
I heard the kiss, could not ignore The gentle lap upon the shore Behind the green fern Undressing though I could not swim My body pierced, I threw me
I saw the statue of Herman Brood It had a lump way down in it's throat That's because it's heart was broke in two He played piano really fucking good
I'm a captain in a flying crew I find the farm is a super bore The world is small when I'm in the air The universe, it don't make me scared, no I'm a
We sailed along the fields of green I didn't know it was my last scene Nay, goodbye, nay, adieu I couldn't see the rabbits hiding out of view Maybe light
Lazy days under palms of pleasure She can feel the weight of a margarita And a, another wave Another taste of my false manna I hesitate as I hear the
I found a panel in the armoire Beneath the TV was a secret door There was a ladder down to a tunnel And I was walking underneath my floor I walked for
I wanna dedicate this song now To the undisputed queen And kings of the back beat Teri and the Possibilities See the sun going up See the sun going down
We've all got wheels to take ourselves away We've got telephones to say what we can't say We all got higher and higher every day So come on wheels, take
Breathing mask, gloves and leather Stations of the Cross I've got no wings full of feathers Just my engines and a little sauce I never go up just for
Shama-lama-ding-dang Oh me, oh my She took all the money And left me here to cry On my way to Hamburg And we had a little booze Now I'm stuck in Dresden
She fed me pictures, better than scriptures She read to me scriptures, better than pictures She read to me scriptures, I got me a picture And I dreamed
Maybe I'll kick it Though it's so sweet I've been up on the mountain With nothing to eat Or maybe I'll kick it Then I will be free I got me a ticket
We have confusion and we're weary from the words But baby, please I know I'll get through When I go down on you, when I go down on you We'll be happy
If you're sour 'cause some people Tried to take away all your power If you're bruised 'cause they hit you When you refused Well, that's the deal, you
Pardon my cliche But I want it with you I couldn't go away Because I need it with you Now I cannot hide All this tension I want to be inside That's my
