Lyrics:
out, wheee
CHORUS
Jack is back now, everyone sing
In our town of Halloween
CHILD CORPSE
What's this?
CYCLOPS
What's this?
HARLEQUIN DEMON
I haven't
a lonely child
Who's waiting by the park
The reflex is a door to finding
Treasure in the dark
And watching over lucky clover
Isn't that bizarre
Every
Since they put her in this place
She's been diagnosed
By some stupid fuck
And mommy agrees
Why go home?
Why go home?
Why go home?
She seems
You think that I don't feel love,
What I feel for you is real love.
In other's eyes I see reflected a hurt, scorned, rejected.
Love Child, never
squander
A mother to her child doesn't count the ways
A father to his child just knows
The work is done this child sings for you
The rocks, the songs
This
not to bruise it
Buy time, don't lose it
The reflex is a lonely child, who's waiting by the park
The reflex is in charge of finding treasure in
down and say "this is my land"
This land will pass on to my child, when he's grown
To love it as much as i, for all the sons gone by
And when he's
you throw
A neighbor was passin' my garden one day she stopped and I knew right away
That gossip not flowers she had on her mind and this is what I
You think that I don't feel love,
What I feel for you is real love.
In other's eyes I see reflected a hurt, scorned, rejected.
Love Child, never
bringin' it back like Nazareth, they mad at this
The catalyst, give a fuck what your status is, Avada Kedavra
The saddest part is you'll never decipher
wanted to dance,
No news, no her, no, no, no one
Taken back by surprise
What's in front of my eyes
This girl in a love's disguise
She said stop!
trying to be heard above your noise?
And the lonely voice of youth cries "What is truth?"
A little boy of three sittin' on the floor
Looks up
heart
They take what they want and leave while it's still dark
No one is glamorously lonely, all by themselves
This is a song for the unloved
This is
Everyone is telling that he was born as a love child
By looking in his eyes something turned me lose in this hot night
Feeling the power of lust
Everyone is telling that he was born as a love child
By looking in his eyes something turned me lose in this hot night
Feeling the power of lust
I wasted it all on the hands of the clock
But in the end no matter what I pretend
The journey is more important than the end or the start
and me
(Baby don't cry)
Sipping Bailey's Cream, by the stereo
Trying to find relief on the radio (ah, what's up?)
I'm suppressing the tears, but
rock 'em by the tens (by the tens)
I'm just drinkin' Act', Kurt Cobain (ayo)
Lettin' him get up in it when he came home
After a long bid, you know
Hey, hey there sister
What is holy in your life?
Hey, hey brother
Sacred in your life?
Kurt Cobain was so young
Sad to see this poet's gone
And I'm feeling like a child again
Oh, it's taken me a little time
To find words to say
[Chorus:]
Stay
Make this forever
And lay love in my life
Thunes (bass)
Chad Wackerman (drums)
Eric Buxton (vocals)
What's a girl like you
Doin' in a Motel like this?
"I left my place after midnight,
When I
Get out your heart
What I've got's hot stuff
The night is ours
Coffee glass that had fell from my hand
Like a child couldn't quite understand
abuse will you be able to take?
Well, there's no way to tell by that first kiss
What's a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this?
You know you can
stole
You smiled at me
Like Jesus to a child
And what have I learned
From all this pain
I thought I'd never feel the same
About anyone
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