Workin' all this overtime is good at keepin' me occupied Hell with the stress It ain't killed me yet Doctor says I gotta quit Get on the wagon and off
My name is Patrick Purdy And I have a duty To kill as many children As I can So it's off to school Where I used to go With my AK-47 In my hands Patrick
Pasolini is me, 'Accattone' you'll be I entered nothing and nothing entered me 'Til you came with the key And you did your best but As I live and breathe
Coming down the mountain boys what do I see Bear tracks bear tracks coming after me Better get your rifle before it?s too late The bear?s got a pig and
If one kiss led to another, baby I'm ready to forgive you honey There's a light that shines between us And it's worth the crying, lady I was falling
Kids with broken hearts And kids with broken bones Kids with kidney stones Giving birth to bloody stereos Systems are all dripping wet With gristle piss
I guess you're old enough to know Kids out on the east coast Roughly twenty years old They got coaxed out by a certain perfect ratio Of warm beer to
A knockoff necktie The way he wore it made it look more like a tourniquet I looked deep in his eyes I saw Lynn, Massachussetts She hung a sleeveless
If they ask about Charlemagne Be polite and say something vague Like another lover lost to the restaurant raids If they ask, why we left in the first
woke up in the 20s. there were flappers and fruits in white suits. it was right before the crash. we got thrashed throughout the 30s. queuing up for soup
I've been trying to get people to call me Freddy Knuckles People keep calling me Right Said Fred And it's hard to keep trying when half your friends are
Pills and powders, baby, powders and pills We spent the night, last night in Beverly Hills This chick she looked just like Beverly Sills We got killed
Well, hold steady Ybor City You're up to your neck in the sweat and wet confetti If you want to get a little bit light in the heady It's gonna have to
Payne Avenue lives up to its name Some nights it's painful and strange The whole city seemed sane in the day But some nights it seems distressed and deranged
She only pays attention to the prices of cigarettes She says she hopes they'll get cheaper She only takes the pick-me-uppers To counteract all the put
Man to man I don't know if they can From what I know The parts don't fit Ah shit Now he's sharin' a needle With a drug addict He don't believe he has
High up on the mountain tell me what you see Bear tracks bear tracks are lookin' back at me Better get your rifle boy before it's too late The bear's
I walk down my street at night The city lights are cold and violent I am comforted by the Approaching sound of trucks and sirens Even though the world