to belong Fame is filled with spoiled children They grow fat on fantasy I guess that's why I'm leaving I crave reality Chorus 1: So goodbye Alice in Wonderland Goodbye
Your lungs fill up with concrete Her voice is all you can hear Red lips and a screwdriver Wrapped around some mink-clad smear And you know that she's
I am talking but you can't quite hear what I say I come closer but you push me away I should leave but I don't have the strength I can't think Please
Babies on beach blankets headed for Mars Cute guys in crew cuts with the day goes to bars There's a pretty lady in a bikini Her eyes are clear But her
Housewives trying to recapture their youth By wearing floral print and suede Fixing their hairdos with PC, chemical-free hairspray Martha Stewart taught
I called you late last night Said you didn't feel like talkin' Had to blow off a little bit of steam Said you were tired of feeling so up-tight You
Come here buttercup Let me fill you up Can't you see i'm the blue in your skies You can tell by the stars in my eyes Dawn always comes too soon It hurts
You better take your watch off When around large machinery You better hide your wallet If you plan to sleep with theives Don't forget your bullet-proof