Lyrics:
might suppose
He just feels restricted in conventional clothes
Cause when he puts on that dress
He feels like a princess
He's not a dandy, he's
sensual in such non-conventional ways
Tonight the headphones will deliver you the words that I can't (say)
Tonight the headphones will deliver you
why try to change me now?
Why can't I be more conventional?
People talk, people stare, so I try
But that's not for me, 'cause I can't see
My kind
try to change me now
Why can't I be more conventional
People talk
People stare
So I try
But that's not for me
'Cause I can't see
My kind of crazy world
the door, you hold the key
I may be wrong, I may be right
But I don't give up any night
You could say conventional
And I could claim intentional
We're
Conventional wisdom would say
Well, we read about
The exceptions
In the papers every day
It ought to be second nature
At least, that's what I feel
can see a thousand years from now in real life
Skate on the paradigm and shift it when I feel like
Troll conventional thought, don't need to question
when it come to the orgy
Conventional methods of sex, totally bore me
Wait, I'm getting sidetracked, back to the story
These cocksucking police got it
as Kansas in August
I'm as normal as blueberry pie
No more a smart little girl with no heart
I have found me a wonderful guy!
I am in a conventional
gotta be conventional
You can't be so radical
So I sing this song to all of my age
For these are the questions
We've got to face
For in this cycle that we
Was It The Sun?
What Was Rehearsal? Conventional Drum?
Not Quite A Hundred. Less That A Ton.
Clearly The Time Came, The Plan Had Begun.
With
at the mirror, patchin' up around the seams
You got your glory, you paid for it all
You take your pension in loneliness and alcohol
Say goodbye to conventional
try to change me now
Why can't I be more conventional
People talk
People stare
So I try
But that's not for me
Cuz I can't see
My kind of crazy world
Go
come close
You don't even know me, know me
I'm not conventional I offered you my concepts
Look at eyes girl I woo you wit' my intellect
It says
Somewhere in the world
A baby is born every 17 seconds this means
That in the time it takes to fry an egg in
A conventional frying pan
Over 137
under the gun
She's got wicked intentions
She'll use less than conventional ways
She'll do things I can't mention
But there are some games
I can't help that I like to be kissed
And I wouldn't mind if my name changed to Mrs.
This is one side, my conventional side
An attraction
the door, you hold the key
I may be wrong, I may be right
But I don't give up any night
You could say conventional
And I could claim intentional
We're
You know my weapons conventional, blow a hole, then you folding
You be the death of you, every do, last view will be arial
Put the Range on off
that's how it sounded
3-1-7, representin' out of town, kid
Only question now is: 'How could I be down?'
It's conventional to me because I really love
that's how it sounded
3-1-7, representin' out of town, kid
Only question now is: ‘How could I be down?'
It's conventional to me because I
Really love her
I never thought I'd have the nerve / To break from the conventional / I never
Thought my path would curve / And lead to sin intentional / The heavan
Poppin' a squat on conventional wisdom, like it or not
A bunch of revolutionary manumission abolitionists?
Give me a position, show me where
I never thought I'd have the nerve
To break from the conventional
I never thought my path would curve
And lead to sin intentional
The heavan that you
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