crater, yeah yeah I spend 'em as fast as they come right now A greased up atomic pavilion And a great way to swallow my time But I do think I need a
a moth to the flame. [Roxie Hart] A moth? [Billy Flynn] Now I am a man who will assist and you're a butterfly. Crushed on a wheel! [Roxie Hart] Wait
to boot camp They'll shoot you dead, make you a man Don't you worry, it's for a cause Feeding global corporations' claws Die on our brand, new poison
a waitress at the only joint in town. She had a reputation as a girl who'd been around. On Main Street after midnight, a brand new pack of cigs, A fresh
had a reputation as a girl who'd been around. On Main street after midnight, a brand new pack of cig's, a fresh one hanging from her lips, a beer between
a brand new style Combing my hair, yeah Combing my hair, yeah Combing my hair, yeah Combing my hair in a brand new style I take a midnight stroll in a
you longed for morning?s light And think of yourself as a candle in the night Make believe this is the first day Everything all brand new Make believe
had a reputation as a girl who'd been around Down Main Street after midnight with a brand new pack of cigs A fresh one hangin' from her lips and a beer
enough what I mean is, she, my kind of fluff. Like a star or a sun or a moon like the surface of a still lagoon like a stainless steel spoon she's shining
old wine from a brand new jar Get hung over but we always survive it Sing the same old song, sing the same old song Like the same old song with a few new
had a reputation as a girl who'd been around Down Main Street after midnight with a brand new pack of ciggs A fresh one hangin' from her lips and a beer
hibernating honey, tins of tuna and cardboard crackers And now the brand new honey with the angel face Wants to come over and see my place And chewin? on a
a mason jar We're the backbone of this country and we're proud of who we are From Richmond to Montgomery, San Antoine to Caroline There's a brand new
for old We sing the same old song, just like a vintage car You can look but you won't ever drive it We drink the same old wine from a brand new jar
joie renversant les miseres Car le temps en balayant l'hiver A fait peau neuve et a la ronde Le soleil arme d'un pinceau vert A tout repeint pour qu'
and lose twenty pounds a day Hear the story of the man born without a head And top psychics all agree That the telephone company Will have a brand new
they all roll on by burried again, I remember who I am Well I woke outside to threes a crowd the summer was festering down blood inside a honey jar,
camp They'll shoot you dead, make you a man Don't you worry, it's for a cause Feeding global corporations' claws Die on our brand new poison gas El