You'll discover that casual friends kept Notes in their pockets to remember your name And all these places we went to see sights Just gave them excuses
I got killed by black bugs on my video game And then although to myself it doesn't mean too much I keep dying and dying over and over again And now I
i want something more than living in the city now all the people's faces are looking kind of sooty walking on the road keep your eye out for the semis
i love you baby you drive me crazy with all your loving and sweet sweet candy you know i love oh baby please let me do i know you never took it out on
Bugs rub their legs Together in fevered pitch It trips me out Never gonna let it out Birds they wheeze And my legs they itch Yeah, it flips me out Wonder
ARMY BUGS Soldiers sing of their beans and canteens, Of the coffee in old army cup, Why not mention the small friends we`ve seen Always trying to chew
Overture, curtains, lights, This is it, the night of nights No more rehearsing and nursing a part We know every part by heart Overture, curtains,
I laughed when you said There's bugs in Billy Bob's bed yeah... Shake it down la guitare Take it down to the bridge DON'T YOU KNOW THERE'S BUGS IN BILLY
heart of a puppy with the soul of a chew toy your urge to collect her is frustrating to deal with your fingerprints on her it seems wrong to affect it the lightning bugs
Bugs, You got them bugs, On you, I see them bugs, Mike Stipe, Now he has bugs, Don't want, No goddamn bugs, Kill. Death March. [x2] Whore, You painted
like a voice from above Or like a message in praise of platonic love But I'm messed up baby Like the Berlin Wall Tonight You feel the rape in the city of bugs
Bugs rub their legs together in a fevered pitch It trips me out Never gonna let it out Birds they wheeze and my legs they itch Yeah it flips me out
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you'll discover that casual friends kept notes in their pockets to remember your name. and all these places we went to see sights just gave them excuses
hand we'll make this through i believe we'll work this out we've got bugs bugs bugs we've got bugs bugs bugs we've got bugs bugs bugs
in a long line They're lurking in the leaves of the strawberry patch And climbing up the tomato vine (she gonna tell you about) Bugs! Bugs! Everywhere
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