buttons, green silks and silver shoes Warm evenings, pale mornings, bottled blues And tiny golden pins that she wore up in her hair Brass buttons, green
can, That's Mr Buttons, Mr Buttons, Mr Buttons, Holding up the Planet, a surfing Highwayman, moving money just for fun, Oh Mr Buttons, Mr Buttons, Mr Buttons
are women In high silk hose and peek-a-boo clothes And French perfume that rocks the room And I'm all yours in buttons and bows Buttons and bows, buttons
button Now he is getting and he is squeezing and he is screaming This time he will get it believe me Hang in there a little while longer button Pack your shit button
[Abilities] To everyone out there... [Eyedea] Speaking of out there SPEAKING of out there Where's he from? He's from some other planet, I heard
buttons babe (Loosen up my buttons babe) Baby won't you loosen up my buttons babe? (Loosen up my buttons babe) Come on baby loosen up my buttons babe (Loosen up my buttons
women are women In high silk hose and peek-a-boo clothes And French perfume that rocks the room And I'm all yours in buttons and bows Buttons and bows, buttons
The coal, the coal light, the callous, the caress The comb, the calm, the color, the cortex The code, the codeine, the comma, the context The collector
Your mama's a whore Your daddy's dead She went and made you a hard road to tread She'll never cheat her She'll never lie Alone at the gravesite
everybody knows she ain't coming back The buttons on my clothes are as plain to see as that Yeah, everwhere I go, there are ghosts of what I had Like the buttons
off my lips?" Is what you said We were at each other's buttons and zips In the blossom shed "Will I ever get this song off my lips?" Is what you said We were at each other's buttons
Money was a never ending object for you from the start Picture of your only loving sister That you just fucked up Typical Chemical What you got? Bitten
Have you had enough? You've been around the block too many times to try and find a park Did you spend a buck? Wishing on the millions that the mystery
Nothing breeds more contempt for this world than the memories now formed Every moment, a new seed is grown to no reason the trouble unfolds For the trials
You got me pushing imaginary buttons Step away from me lover, away from me lover You got me counting imaginary school children Get away from me lover,