I know it's hard to believe But Bill I believe Bill is petrified by a suntan kiss So come on mama, let's get our act cleaned up And I don't need your
night And darling, I'm drunk And everything that I have loved has turned to stone So pack your bags and come back home And I'm wasted, you can taste
And I hardly noticed There were tears in her eyes And I miss you less And less everyday This stream of whiskey's Helped to wash you away And it's clear
but I've brought them to you They have real naked skin There's a priest on your shoulder, don't bother with him 'Cause this skin belongs to you So use
logs? And who's gonna love When all that liquor is gone, gone, gone? Let's settle our score With a two by four, for we go Let's settle our score With
Superstitious grave robber Keep your claws off me and mine Lead the part, make 'em sick Set fire to their eyes If you wanna go Get lost If you wanna
a wineglass Evelyn, your spine cracks Evelyn, your spine cracks like a wineglass Evelyn, your spine cracks I was a lonely captive of your silhouette And I am bugging so pass me the slug And
While i'm still awake. lets have some fun. If i'm discovered at your place all bets are off. I know nothings gonna work right. strung up?(this is where
's have a party Let's have a party Let's have a party Let's have a party Let's have a party Let's have a party Let's have a party Let's have a party
'd take the tag off your sister and keep her for good Keep her fat and sick Steal her eyes Pawn her diamonds If I could pay off my doctor and get better
I'm tired and I should be leaving, leaving tonight Darling, I'm tired and I should be leaving, leaving You know I'm tired and I should be leaving And
Tiny vampire robot Wanna get sucked dry? And I don't know how to tell you It's been on my mind Forget the place you're leaving Where no one ever dies
do this? It's so goddamn demeaning Your lower back haunts me every time I come Your lower back, your lower back in spite of it Baby, stand up Oh, and
feels sunny If you leave me in the lurch Without a penny to my name I'm gonna run to you and gobble you up Simulated a baby With a pillow in your shirt And
And don't bite, they're baiting you And don't cry 'cause they want you to Mama, I'm sleeping it off Worn thin from red lights and scotch And I hate being
And I am your mother, Amy This is the end of Bollywood I am your right hand I am your best man I am, I am, I am Mysterious bruises, whiskey smile And
alright kid, you're a tough chick My baby shoots her mouth off My baby shoots her mouth off, mouth off Ahoo, ahoo, ahoo Ahoo, ahoo, ahoo Come over and
And don't be ashamed If I'm watching, don't stop talking Just stop walking, ooh, ooh You sat and stared In your grandmother's chair In that favorite room And
