Where were you back in '72 Was David Bowie the man for you You died your hair blue And then you painted your dick Well all you boys really make me sick
Looking for a place to park I think I need a fix Anytime when it's after dark To get my female kicks I don't go to Frisco An' I wont go to the beach
I took my baby to the top of the world I took her there she was my favorite girl On the pyramid and up to the top, yeah Girl of my love girl of my dreams
Take a pill, take a pill, pill, pill When I'm ill, for my brain It's 'cause I feel sick I can't explain, I can't explain Five, four baby three, two,
Mr. Beewak, my friend Yesterday's lessons aren't forgotten But there's something you said, about people that's dead Forgotten I think I can think for
Hey, hey He can't read baby he can't talk He's LA's favorite punk rock jock Glitter bands and Bowie's cock Are his ideas of new wave rock You're a fucking
Gas chamber Where's the light? Stay at home Don't feel right I'm in my room All the time Trapped inside This twisted mind Gas chamber Cannot breathe
Coffin Case a?? round & round Another body hit & found Coffin Case- Just for you Turn you into Elmer's glue Jump back a?? get down It's time to move
Jerry Curlan is nice... Sensitive, has lots of friends in Washington. Jerry has a future, is sensitive and likes meeting people. Sucks shit eats
Steak knife, there's a hole in my head Steak knife, you're gonna be dead Steak knife, it's a heavy change Steak knife, say goodbye to your brain There
The sun comes out twice a day I cannot move, I can't get away So long ago when my life was young I did not know the dangers of the sun And I'm staring
Well, I don't cry, you no longer love me 'Cause I'm inside, there's four walls above me Well, life's a joke and you are the punchline Well, I should know
Yeah The right side of my mind It's regeneration, baby Don't look what you will find It's our generation, yeah There's nothing stopping me now
I think I'm gonna gonna take a trip I think my mind's gonna going to rip Hot cars are on my mind Hot cars I must find Hot cars Hot cars I think I'm
He picks his nose with the T.V. on I'm a pig now baby, I'm a pig pig pig He sniffs his toes when he's feeling gone I'm a pig now baby dig? He goes out
I'm in love for the first time I'm in love with your mom Got a lump in the pants for her I am the Son of Vom Making out Shacking up your Jazz is really
You stupid jerk! I can't take it no more! Your face makes me wanna puke! And your mothers a whore! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH You stupid jerk!
Are you plugged in? Just plug in, baby Too animalistic Bob and Coozy are sitting on the couch She wants to eat, the Cooze ain't no slouch She says
