I trace your outline in spilled sugar Killing time and killing hope This brand new strip mall chews on farmland As we fish for someone to blame We communicate
and your bottle and silver spoon No one knows what you're going to do So stay away from everything that isn't true Cause when I hung around with someone
blue creature I hate it when it stows a meteor in my bathroom If you look at your appearance for a moment you can see. Another banana bourbon enema Someone
la la la [chorus] If you're trying to turn me into someone else Its easy to see I'm not down with that I'm not nobody's fool If you're trying to turn me into something
I need someone to take some joy in something I do You need a man who's either rich or losing a screw You know I love you here's the irony You're going
dunno Packed your heart in a travellin' bag And never said bye bye Something missing in the neighbourhood Of her cryin' eyes I stirred my coffee with the same spoon
by the window sil, your heart's torn out a plastic spoon when honesty lit up that room so I stole the pillowcase to clean this mess I've made of someones
in this room With the silver moon You're something to believe in You're something to believe in And in this room With the silver moon You're something
I had a love of life I had a stable mind There's something wrong with me One fix, a quick release For you, for you, for you Other people's misery I
(Bowie) Shakey threw a party that lasted all night Everybody drank a lot of something nice There was an old fashioned band of married men Looking
I need someone to take some joy in something I do You need a man who is either rich or loose in a screw You know I love you, here's the irony You're going
, oh, a robin-redbreast sitting high up in the tree-tops ...- of his mo(u)rning wood. I need, I need a silver-furred a sugar sugar-daddy-bear, someone
'm thinking of you. I seem to miss someone. Somebody say when the fight is over, my heart is all burned and nothing can ease the pain. I'm falling into something