Lyrics:
In a smoky tent I approached his loudness
Step by step up the long stairway
And looked into the barrel at Evel Knievel's greatgrandfather
Cut to a slightly blurred black and white photo of a
Housewife with her face blotted out by a black oblong.
Presenter Hello, Mrs Teal!
Cut back
me
Or get slit bitch you couldn't slip nothin' by me
Try me and I'll pop shots like I'm supposed to
I'm from the field where the covers are
You're always dancing in and out of view
I must have thought you would always be around
Always keeping things real by playing the clown
Now you're nowhere
renown
And what if none of their souls were saved?
They went to their maker impeccably shaved
By Sweeney
By Sweeney Todd
The demon barber
am I supposed to love myself
Is it when I'm 45
Perhaps with her right by my side
Is it when I'm in a house without four walls
Hanging up on every call
heart continues to grow weary
A flower somewhere will grow
Perhaps these things will pass
Sooner or later
For every sorrow its side by side
And my heart
hold on dear
Perhaps in the morning we'll see things clear
Hopeful a message will soon appear
Unadulterated by our fear
So hold on dear
Perhaps in
for the wings He got me soaring with ease I'm fed up
You want it but it don't come cheap
Out here working by my lonely to the sound of the beat
Hit
I need a map to the '80s
My mama ain't like how she raised me (no)
Perhaps my behavior was mixed with the liquor
She's saying like, "There goes my
reality
A wondrous world where I like to be
I dream of holding you all night
And holding you seems right
Perhaps that's my reality
Met you by
tonight
Nooooooooo!!!
Perhaps we are
Not getting by
It’s time to say good bye
When one day ends, another begins, ohh yeah
When one day
Guilty By Association
So you need a new car? let your fingers take a walk
through the business guide for the "born again" flock
you'll be
you hold it near as it were your own?
It's a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken
Perhaps they're better left unsung
I don't know, don't really
Never.
Well, why can't a woman be like you?
One man in a million may shout a bit.
Now and then there's one with slight defects;
One, perhaps
you hold it near as it were your own?
It's a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken
Perhaps they're better left unsung
I don't know, don't really
T you're as cute as you can be
If you'll take me for a ride I will set close by your side
And I will guarantee that we'll have fun on man alive
I was
it'll be alright
(Dom do ah) Pour me out another phone
(Dom do ah) I'll ring and see if your friends are home
Perhaps the strange ones in the dome
Can
it'll be alright
(Dom do ah) Pour me out another phone
(Dom do ah) I'll ring and see if your friends are home
Perhaps the strange ones in the dome
Can
Look, he's crawling up my wall
Black and hairy, very small
Now he's up above my head
Hanging by a little thread
Boris the spider
Boris
Look, he's crawling up my wall
Black and hairy, very small
Now he's up above my head
Hanging by a little thread
Boris the spider
Boris
And he'll whack ya!
Aaaaaah! Mack was ruthless
Mack was feared
Perhaps it's better that he disappeared
Yet I know, that he was bad
I could fall in
Now that I've made up my mind you're gone it should be easier now
Perhaps now my heart will stop hanging on it should be easier now
The lesson I've
I was a highwayman along the coach roads I did ride
With sword and pistol by my side
Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade
Many a soldier
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