Raygun
Raygun
Shoot me with your raygun
Full of holes so the day light can get to what's dark
I remain trapped inside your body
the vice above your head
the hole inside your heart
shoot me with your raygun
full of night and day light savings
armor me with futile aspirations
the knives of many nations
a shovel and some dirt
digging down you'll find you're old inside
so shoot me with your raygun
full of holes of indignation
we've never been there before
take me with you
to the place where everything is unsaid
I remain trapped inside my body
wishing it was over
Shoot me with your raygun
through the night so the day light finds you
wishing it was over.
Shoot me with your raygun
through the night so the day finds you
wishing it was over
Digging it down you'll find you're old inside
So shoot me with your raygun
Full of holes of indignation
we've never been there before
you & me
Generation X-Wing
Venus was a fly trap
the man you loved devoured
I used to dream about your sister
standing in the shower.
but I was never cool
you thought I was a cowboy
I wonder where my gun is.
can you spare a bullet senorita?
I will alwasy be the worst
Generation X-Wing
That's got to be the death star
I used to dream about the future.
I used to dream aobut a lot of things
But I was never cool
so you can call me a loser
ya can call me anything
you want to senorita
I will always be the worst
Venus was a fly trap
the man you loved devoured
I used to dream about your sister
fucking me in the shower
but I was never cool
so you can call me loser
ya can call me anything
you want to senorita
I will always be the worst
Haven't Slept In Years
Make me your animal
make me your freak & I will pack them in
it's understandable
after all you're only human
all this time it's been killing me
all this time it's been caving in my head
killing me
alive, alive, alive
you're dead
Haven't slept in years
haven't talked to anybody else
Make me your cannibal
make me your product & I will make you rich
it's atill fashionable, isn't it?
all this time it's been killing you
all this time it's been caving in your head
killing you
alive, alive, alive
you're dead
Alabama Motel Room
What is the life, if not a joke
one night she went out for smokes
and they took her apart like a rag doll
in the back of a van
in an Alabama motel room
I have on of them tied op in the bathroom
I am down and out
but he will not get away with it again
When the night comes in
I hope I'm out in the rain
When the night comes in
she makes me whole again
I never sleep, I just watch TV
and the gun, it lies next to me
whispering
in an Alabama motel room
I reflect on her sweet perfume
I am down and out
but they will not get away with it again
Say you love me
we will never get the chance again
So Long Mrs. Smith
So long Mrs. Smith
this spring I think that I should go
I have had enough of this
& this place ain't what it was before.
When I was young nine thirty was late enough
and the sky was angel dust
a dead top trio of criminal saints
to worship at wongs
would you say that we were wrong?
So long Mrs. Smith
this spring I thing that I should go
I have had enough of this
I'm going down to edison
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