Did you come back here to shoot this poison in my eye? Do I get a last request before I have to die? Let me smoke my cigarette before you hang me out
(b. walker, j. harte, d. warren, d. child) On my own I never felt so alone. And the streets are the only place I can call home. Where's my dream? What
(lyrics: j. harte, music: b. walker) It's been almost a year ago, that I felt that cold wind blow. Swept in, took a friend, stole him from my life. Left
Put away the monopoly, we've played enough games today. I let you suffer through enough already. Let's take a trip downtown to the old johns sassafrass
Molly went off on a new vacation Said she got tired of the radio station That was playing that song that her boyfriend wrote All he did was change up
New Year's Day, lyin' next to my bed With a hand in my pants and a song in my head About being depressed 'til I figured out it ain't the 90's anymore
The clock is tick tick ticking away She got a new pair of shades that she bought when she went shopping Only 27 hours away From skipping rope on a star
She was a solid gold dancer back in '81 Snortin' whiskey, drinkin' coke and having lots of fun He liked to take her to the parties but she'd leave alone
Go Well, she's standing on the corner with a crooked runny nose Smiling 'bout the good sex she had But the smiling goes away 'cuz she won't see him today
No one pays attention, when I want attention. No one hits on me, when I want to be hit on. No one keeps me laughing, when I want a comedy. All it ever
She dreams about the girl she used to be She dreams about someone else underneath the sheets Well you can fly off to London with a coke and a smile But
I spent a lot of time when I was a kid, Looking at the world from a tree. My mama wasn't good to me, And my daddy, well he's dead. The tree became the
I spend a lot on all the clothes that I got 'Cuz all the geeks that I meet, they all look cooler than me But what to do when they're all looking at you
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Jabba straight in the fucking eye and I say ?Don't worry, every time I picture Katrina's face It's gonna be on the side of your gross, fat-assed, 3 chinned
You took me up, up on the roof Turned me from a boy to a man in a day You took me out, bought me new shoes So I wouldn't look like all my friends in 9
Grow, grow, grow? how your mind must flow. No, no, no? that's where we get our self control. If stealing four leaf clovers for the needy is so wrong
Go and take a ride to a shop in Grant Park You can walk through the door and shove the knife in her heart When you tell her that you can't stand the song