Lyrics:
He has two heads and he has three legs
He has no tail what a crying shame
There is nothing for him to wag
To let us know that he's happy
Is he
pins
The last time I drown my head
One last time before I go to bed
Buried underneath and getting farther lost
Turning this into a cloth like gauze
a big white shirt, her head tossed back
A free spirit in this world
You want to forget all that she's done
And all she's compromised
You can close your
And the wonder of it all
Is that you just don't realize
How much I love you
It's time to go home now
And I've got an aching head
So I give her the car keys
Poison apple sits on her desk
I'm hanging on every word she says
Don't tell miss Fenley I've been bad
Don't tell miss Fenley I've been bad
Her head
Laughing at me I'd probably turn my head, run and hide
But no you don't run, and you don't hide
You just stand proud as you look them in the eye
No you
Leave me alone
Who needs this?
Who needs you?
It's my life
So, shut your mouth
Leave me
Leave me
Leave me alone
This burning in my head
Come on and get out
I got a beck CD and a video
And a bucket for my head
I can't hear the train
Cause I'm on the track
And I'm trying to catch
come...Judgement you will feel
In my vision every head and hand
Will retain some kind of code
Inventory read by a laser scan
For everything bought or sold
in the head
Seen Black cop the ack, you know his numbers ain't match
He still runnin tack jobs from the days of way back
And look at Jose, is wild now,
a price on my head so I must get away,
It's one hell of a lifestyle but then it brings in the pay,
Nowhere to hang my gun (No time to say hello)
I pack a .357, so there's no need for a bodyguard
Kickin the funky skills that we know'll make your head bob
Just some potent muthafuckas outta
and let
Whatever bubbles up out your head
Spread the vibes and illuminate the sky
'cause it's Lucas with the lid off
It's Lucas with the lid off
don't treat him like he was a sister
Don't mess with the lady that's sleepin' in each cowboy's head.
Cowboys are frequently secretly fond of each
His tangled hair trails halfway down his back
On his head, a backwards baseball cap
He's only seventeen
I'll pick up the trash I see
Uh-huh, uh
All night long it seems I'm waiting
To get up with all the others in my head
The bell rings loud enough with a light that opens up the sky
And a bird
It was a bad day in the mirror
There I stood the livin' dead
When I saw the face so familiar
Hoverin' like a voice over my head
It took me back
matters is you're here and now
Tomorrow will take care of itself
If tomorrow ever comes
So much planning in your head
Of things already dead
Whatever
just can't cope
My heads a mess, I can't think straight
Look into my eyes & all you see is hate
eight fingers with webbing between them
It feels special when he holds my hand
I have three heads and nine eyes
I'm feeling my way
But I've found
Hey-come dig me out
It's raining in bed
And I'm soaking wet
I need someone to fix this hole in my head
Before my brains get out and the rain gets in
enough
I couldn't make this up
Stranger than fiction is my love, my love
Now there's an angel in my bed, I can't kick him out
And his junkyard head
that light socket up in your head, what would you see?
Damn, but it's been closed temporarily
From that it's so sudden, feels like you want to close
on to everything he said
Wanted insight or an answer
Pointed the rear-view at my head
All in all, what does it mean?
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