Finally summer's come Finally summer's come I sit here all alone and wait Feel like it's been days I watch time slip away And wonder how much longer
I found God In a Cadallidic converter In Topeka On a Monday night I taste blood Every time I think of summer If that's true I'm in for quite a treat '
You'll never hear this song, you'll never see the movie in my head But you infest my sleep and your figure creeps Through my walls and hums above my bed
I gotta lotta people telling me I smell like the dead Apparently they cannot see that I'm already walkin' 'round without a head. I've got a problem with
When the streetlights Come on the pooling night Is levied aside And pressed in twilight Against our two rooms I'll see you tonight The pavement is aching
want it with whipped cream on it baby, gimme, gimme, gimme your love. 'Cause I'm hungry, you can't keep it from me lord knows you got more than enough
You don't understand Unless you reprogram. I try to assimilate You still intimidate. [CHORUS] But your iron fist will never knock me down 'Cause I'm
I'm a killer Cold and wrathful Silent sleeper I've been inside your bedroom I've murdered half the town Left you love notes on their headstones I'll
Why should I watch Matt Damon cry without her at my side? I pined as days went by but now it's fine 'Cause in the end, we're such close friends Sugar-
They page Party Guy, he pages them back With the number where?s at, they let the phone ring ?Til Party Guy picks it up and says, ?Behind Burger King?
I want it with whipped cream on it baby gimme gimme gimme your love 'cause I'm hungry you can't keep it from me lord knows you got more than enough.
Hello, my name is Your TV We've been together so long So many memories We solved so many problems Situated comedies I fed you ads and movie stars And
Oh, hello. Hi You must be new I guess At least you're new to me Saw you unpacking your car So I said to myself Maybe I should help her out Since we're
I'll tell it like it happened, it was Darius and Noland and me Just a few po' boys trying to get up outta Missouri Took 55 to Louisiana, stopped by the
Fifteen years I raged against the constant C, the speed of light, the diagrams and haunted sleep on frozen sheets, in bed, my dreams, your garden grave
I found God in a catalytic converter In Topeka on a Monday night. I taste blood every time I think of summer If that?s true, I?m in for quite a treat. ?
Love me cancerously Like a salt-sore soaked in the sea. 'High-maintenance' means You're a gluttonous queen Narcissistic and mean. Kill me romantically
I'm a killer Cold and wrathful Silent sleeper I've been inside your bedroom I've murdered half the town Left you love notes on their headstones I'll fill