I love the girls and the money and the shame of life My shallow mind is just a sign of your game of life There were girls in the front there were girls
Pardon me I'm only bleeding But you cut me To the bone My imperfections Have reduced you To a lowly Animal A part of me Was introduced to you
You lie in the graveyard Well, you're rotting away When I talk to you daily You've got nothing to say You lie in the graveyard Well, you are down making
I was born out my momma ass, Well, I'm as blind as can be, I bought my first shotgun, By the age of three, Said, Fine whiskey and women, oh, By the
I enjoy your show and I've been trying To get through for quite a while Well, we're glad you kept trying Umm, I have this problem, last July, I was assaulted
Daddy? Yes, son. What does regret mean? Well son, the funny thing about regret is that it's better to regret something you have done than to regret
Something she said to me last night, Something she said to me. I saw the sunrise over my daddy's grave And I ate some rice and cheese today. Something
But the Shah sleeps in Lee Harvey's Grave! There's a time to shit and a time for God, The last shit that I took was pretty fuckin' odd! There's a time
And all the sailors who were junkies All went sailing out to sea And the white man sold quaaludes to the monkeys And they all died high up in the trees
Got no future, great big past Little bitty guy on the rim of my glass Gotta meet the plane so I can get my monkey Teach him to be cool but a little bit
Come, come, come, a come to me I said a come on down where 'a I can see I said you better be aware of what I do You said you never gonna see 'a what I
I'm not the world's most intelligent guy Sometimes I just sit and wonder why It takes a lot of money and a telephone Rock me baby, rock me baby, all night
Oh, I don't know, and you can't say. And even if you could, it ????? be anyway Let's go to hell Hey...Hey..... Now I'm in love, not with he or
God, Zeus, Allah, Buddha. Bob Dylan on a motor scooter. Allah, Buddha, God, Zeus. Gotta get me a red caboose. Buddha, God, Zeus, Allah. Mexico in a
Now we have- We've, uh, cleared the Southern tip of South America and We're coming in- on into Australia and over New Zealand and I have never seen-
On behalf of Dr. Timothy Leary In association with the legions of illuminated social rejects And as an influential administrator and creator of musical
Oh there's a creep in the cellar that I'm gonna let in There's a hole in his brain where his mind should've been When he starts talkin' backwards your
"Sea Ferring" -- the Butthole Surfers -------------------------------------------------- His life as strange as it seems It lies on it's side and screams
