mmmmmm! you look so good in your girlfriend clothes, you're gonna score tonight for sure dressed in case all your worn out chat don't really get them
getting it cheap, a-getting it free a-getting it safe, a-getting it sussed a-getting it seen, a-getting it praised a-getting it in, a-getting it out,
man overboard and the engine is down, I've got to make it to the Underground the Underground where the feeling is, I couldn't make it for a little kiss
life has teeth, and bites the feeding open hand you wanna be in a band? I got to feeling, I got too much, too soon, too fucked up I don't know I got to
And now I'm fine, my mind is clear and nothing bad can touch me here It's all so right, it's all so beautiful so maybe tomorrow when we're coming down
the paper's hanging off the walls, there's 'roaches dancing in the halls you still pay your fortune to crawl down misery street the euthanasia dream brigade
stay her in the concert hall in the [work place] 'tween the nasty walls the authority who says she bought it all CHORUS: give the girl a gun, give the
(hey... hey... hey.. hey.. hey, hey, hey, hey) wake up bad and I can't sleep back, if I can't sleep back then I'm waking black and the whole world's covered
on and on you wait so long it only takes a word if you found where it went wrong fists, gists and communists I feel like a log, it's a dog in onyx take
someone out there really likes me, you're never gonna be this side of ninety you'll never feel the strength of wonder to get out of the shit I'm under
it's the strangest feeling ever you keep trying your best but it's just an arrested endeavour so you buckle up, (to) face the day, and try to make the
(right hand [to left hand]) and of all the feelings it's the only choice that my senses make, it's like I could inject you, babe, aa-aa and of all the
the standards are fine, i want more Gonna open the bargains in store Why the hell did they wanna sign me? I'm a liability Goodbye East West, God bless The Wildhearts
[Ginger] I'm not saying that I know I've just been here Before it's one of those things where the Scratches heal and the scars don't show And if trouble
[clouded/crying] grey and blue my mind is ten miles high and rising misty waters calling down surrounding me with healing to rise, to climb above the
well I used to think that bad times lay behind me, I used to think I'd had my share of pain my friends all tried to tell me I was dreaming, yeah but I
hold me, baby, try to think of how you made me hold me, baby, while the world gets bored and lazy and hold me, hold me, tighter than I ever thought I
honesty will set you free but individuality is wonderland the greatest gift provided, kept inside in case no-one understands add animal instinct here