Sunday, January 27, 2008



Hey lady, what do you need?
Do you think youd like to come and bleed with me?
Id like to invite you to a taste of my chalice
Its a special one, its made of gold
(passed out)
Passed out on your couch
You left me there (thank you)
Let me sleep it off
I need to sleep it off
I need to sleep why dont you let me
I need to sleep why dont you
I need to sleep
I need to sleep
I need to sleep
I need to sleep, why wont you let me
I need to sleep
I need to sleep
I need to sleep
Why wont you, why wont you let me sleep?

The jam kids on the vespas
And glum looks on their faces
The street is full of punks
They got spikes
See those rockers with their long curly locks
Goodnight to the rock and roll era
Cause they dont need you anymore
Little girl, boy, girl,
Bo...................y

Their composures are so distracted
Jaspers skinny arms
And the dance faction, a little too loose for me
Every night its straight and narrow
Laws are broken, amusing era
Walls are broke in the music era
Round and round and round and round she goes....
...

Pull out their plugs and they snort up their drugs
When they pull out their plugs and they snort up their drugs
Their throats are filled with

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