Well, I've got a long black six passenger limousine A palace in Dallas, a club in New Orleans Diamonds on my fingers, silk, imported clothes And I can
There is a girl she is brand new So shiny vinyl-y so finally we know what to do And she is toxic what I hear And just like plasticine I want to
Looking back on yesterday All the wonderful things you'd say We we're grabbing air from a dying mouth That's when it started to slide, right? It's
As I watch you walk I think about the other day When I saw you lying next to me And I wondered if you knew what I saw You're saying all these things
I knew who you were back before I found out you'd been telling lies I was secure and sure, I was without compromise I thought I knew you I'll give you
I'm getting sick of this day to day strive Waking up and working in this low standard of life If I could see the future, I would end it all today Because
Just when you thought you knew everything You left your home family Just when you thought you had it all You realized you'd blown it Everytime you turn
There's so many people talking Who should I listen to today There's so many people dying Who do we pick to save If there's one world worth fighting
you say i need help you're gonna read me the riot act i'm stuck in the refrigerator of your ignorance well i don't wanna be here today i don't wanna be
One, two, three, four Nam Myoho Renge Kyo Buddha, please Can you help a little peasant that's begging on her knees Illusion fills my head like an empty
My T.V. doesn't listen when I give it pieces of my mind It keeps making everything the same size Pain is pleasure when it's televised Plastic is forever
He was ready for the big trip He was moving to the city He had packed his prize possessions And gave away the rest He was almost doing ninety The sky
Prince, sing another song, it's written on your face Instead I put pressure on the whole damn place I never liked running through the crowd with no proof
Guilt is a snake we beat with a rake Grow in our kitchens in the pies we bake Feed it to us to squirm in our bellies Twisting our guts, melt our spine
[Hook: Nasty Boi] Four in the back, one at the top Bend the elbows, let it plop Red, blue, solo, dolo Pick any cup, it's in the hole Oh, we gettin' it
I bring you plates from Rome You say "They look fantastic" I say "We're having fun" Nothing like that Italian plastic I bring you rocks and flowers You
Inside the wall, I wasn't sure Way things turned-out was best they could be I'm working today and yesterday Still got some time and I can have some I'
I dipped my fingers into the cup. I ate a bug and it made me sick. Stealin' machines from the factories. Drinkin' water out of the bowl. "Ode to my lawnchair