Things are really weird right now. Things are really weird right now. Things are really weird right now. Things are really weird right now. Things are really weird right now
as bright My taste for liquor ain't the same I say that's a good thing Beneath this crooked little grin The ice is getting thin But our times are never really
made plans Now my feet keep shifting nervously Stripping shine right off the floor And my sweat glands keep shouting We can't take it any more What makes you
so decisive And I don't care if you like or you hate me I know you muthafuckas bout to underrate me You label me a paranoid schizophrenic Known on this
all The way we shuffle our feet, and hem and haw 'Cause everyone's afraid they'll fall or else be left out What's right for me are strange to you Shouldn
you know like he needs batteries and uh, and, and uh, needs strings for his guitar, you know? And, and some of the electronic equipment needs boosting and uh, we
I do, I want them all brought back and every building That you bombed raised from the ground And pull your contractors the fuck out If you really go and reinstate the draft You
you tell me? You say you can but you don't know. Can you tell me which flower's going to grow? Can you tell me if it's going to be a daisy or a rose?
fucked up mean thing that ruined it all everything for ever for ever! and thats cool. i mean, you did it. whatever. and now you are adressing me now.
and.. still is? (M)- I want everyone here 2 scream, fuck you Tom we fuckin hate you your gonna burn in hell and die a horrible fiery death cause we think you
equipment, you know like he needs batteries and uh, and, and uh, needs strings for his guitar, you know? And, and some of the electronic equipment needs