This is a commercial for my army and my navy This is a rehearsal for all the empty promises I will be And I won't let you down Done letting you down
Well there ain't nothin' to this but your daughter And the life you would not give her Break your plans Traipsed across the continent, a squatter For
Well is it larger than a baby's arm? A few more cocktails will straighten you out And we'll get to the bottom of it Something better to disarm You were
You're going to take what you can get A hammered Styrofoam Beat into the West Live the highway in your home You're going to get what you deserve And not
In love with your pills Now I can get rid of myself If all of this kills Why am I so hard on myself? In this town, when the sun goes down You party, I
I dreamt last night of sirens By flashlight I had found you You just held my hand By the bright lights in some ICU Even the planless have a plan I can
True love will find you in the end You'll find out just who was your friend Don't be sad, I know you will, But dont give up until True love will find
The pink pills are for your sanity We are buried in the earth because we can't beat gravity You are still here and so made to figure You are an important
You pray for the sheep I get closer to hell I stand on the hill Then I run down I look in your eyes You look for your price You beg me to stop But I
Even a blind squirrel finds a nut once in a while Once you're in, you're pretty much fucked When I was the rat The rat who would be king I imagined typhoid
Sunshine, don't you mind them Lie for me now, smile for me now Sometimes my feet don't touch the ground When you come around The devil's in your details
Hey Mr. Chips, how's the wife? And are the kids still poison? Do you still eat them? Been under the gun, running the guns Say how'd this world get so
On a plane, somewhere over the sea Above the rain, the bottle sets me free I turn to stone, fall back in my seat The cuts are gone but somehow I'm still
Made a man out of me A killing machine Your baby's going to die ma Your baby's coming home You know, they put a man on the moon Simply to prove that
Do do do, do do do, do do do, do do do Let's get the party started All born to stay up late No one gets out of this one No one gets out of this Got
I can't remember 1989 I can't remember what you look like 'cause I was dimed Wasn't the whole world at the time A robot heart for my sleep in girl She
How now are you gone awry? How now are we back here tonight? That's all there is Roll the dice This is all there is Roll the dice How now baby is a
Don't fail me now Don't you even fucking think it We're dead somehow But somehow we're still breathing The secret's out But it's too loud to think it