Lyrics:
cure.
Damned if I know who I am. There was only one place I was sure
When I was
Still in Saigon
Still in Saigon.
I am still in Saigon in my mind!
skill
That I inherited this ground is denied by this stone I've found but when and by who
Come join me in my tracks then let's stop and look back
relayed is the same
"Wait 'til tomorrow, you'll be fine"
And it's gone to the dogs in my mind
I always hear them
When the dead of night comes calling
you instead."
"Oh I'm as good as dead," cried Reilly,
"It's only you that he does crave
And my skin will surely crawl if he touches you at all.
of the streets (I know)
Live bad to die good
Know how to move when hustlin' by the days with no food
But just so I can eat (fuck)
And ain't it a bitch
And if
you
I'll stay and walk this life with you
No matter what we may go through
Dead broke, no job, no house, no ride
I'm gonna stay right by your
earn my digits
And I'm far from finished, gamin' till my coffee diminish
Why pray for the after life when mines just beginnin', huh
Only son by our
picture the prettiest stories
Only to wake up
All by myself
What is the good of me by myself?
Why was I born
Why am I living
What do I get
What
Presidents to represent me
I'm out for presidents to represent me
I'm out for presidents to represent me
I'm out for dead fuckin' presidents
Things will never be the same
Still I'm awfully glad I came
Resonating in the shape of things to come
Never waiting when I know there's only one
the back door
He only want me when I'm not there
He better call Becky with the good hair
He better call Becky with the good hair
A homeless child for the next five years
With my dog clown by my side and my only friend
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I fought my way through school
Sound and touch
by it
I'd like to be my old self again but I'm still tryin' to find it
After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own
Now you mail back
Really Knows
That I'm Tryin' Lord
To Find My Freedom
By Escaping To The Only
Freedom I've Ever Known
Repeat [Chorus:]
Yes,There's A Devil
In
gonna learn
You gotta be bad to be good
If you know what I'm talkin' about
What's that?
So say it again
You gotta be bad to be good
In the dead
a bottle of Prozac blues
Well, I woke up this morning and I shaved off my head
By the time I realized what I had done I was already dead
I went to see
worries
Did he hear a good-bye? Or even hello?
They are one person
They are two alone
They are three together
They are for-or each other
Stand by
not) not made by hand.
I got a mother, a sister and a brother
Who have gone to that sweet home
And I am determined to go and see them, good Lord
Over
I'm good, love
Catch us, you know I'm gon' rack up
I need the advance and the equity to match up
The engineer dead if the drive don't back up
These
and a man
And after everything that comes and goes around
Has only passed us by, here alone in our dreams
I know there's a lonely heart in every lost
picture the prettiest stories
Only to wake up
All by myself
What is the good of me by myself?
Why was I born?
Why am I living?
What do I get?
even if I gotta
Fuck, suck and swallow in the parking lot
Gonzales Park, I'm followed by a married man, a father of three
My titties bounce
the grain
Good weed, good drink, big money, we (Aye!)
Rollin in somethin' foreign, on leather grippin' grain (yeah!)
I handle my business so I think I
good hands
Maybe I can make it without you
You look so happy by his side
And I'm sure you'll make a lovely bride
And he loves you, any fool can
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