Texty:
Monster Magnet The Titan Who Cried Like A Baby

Hey kids, don't look inside 'Cause there ain't nothing to see Just a man and his magic box He's hypnotized and bulging A prisoner of his own sloth A

a lump of coal and the palm trees catch on fire And you tap your excuses on a cold, dead phone, hey, anyone can be a liar There's not a soul who wants