If you want to do look
I'm down bloody no * don't bloody come down bloody
Like a bloody press been a while * I see you come in
have a coffee Dean and you are telling me what the *
Jesus Christ couldn't tell me what the * do never mind
Through this mirrored ceiling so make your
better the shots lay me down one more time
Someone take a paintbrush to the amber skin in my eyes
She could never be restored
Only social
Children's eyes and she asked me again,
how would you like to be paid?
Two dances of twist is like the cheap souvenir
Medicine no lie and let me talk to be my
Sins a wash with us for my fingers could not find the way to the door
Opens up my children's eyes and she asked me again,
how would you like to be?
Oh
So far off, and it's been a chain.
So far off, and it's been a chain.