a queen Wearin' Maybelline I'll be so raunchy Gonna make them other gals turn green Honky-tonkin' every night I'm a raunchy Kind of Gal I'll be so raunchy
Working 9-5 half a life made you sick You might as well suck dicks Shake the hand of the man who forced you in split Think about the choices you pick
Hollywood demonology Sound the seventh Parade of vanity We built this city For pleasure and sin We love in self-pity The light is getting dim Accelerate
Piercing through flesh Cutting bones so don't test You're so fed up because you think you know what's best You didn't quite get there, something like
You know it turns me on to see The way you look at me With your eyes that dance on the pale white moon Would you even think about leaving so soon? And
50 fags, Jim Beam, two wizards and me Sitting in the street A beat up bird with dragon blood Sees me and joins the scene So many pretty girls All over
Tossed into my mind, stirring the calm You splash me with beauty and pull me down Cause you come from out of nowhere My glance turns to a stare Obsession
Here we are we are big cigars today What can I say? We're goin fast in our cars astray Off to confusion bay Light me up please Take a big whiff
I tried just to avoid you I was never able to Cause you were always around Anywhere you could appear You spoiled it all for me Nobody else could see
And after tourniquet fights on my veins Then I'll begin again Rhythms are burned from the glare From the wing on a plane So without thinking I respond
I can't smell this I can't feel this I can't eat this even touch this I can't smoke this so face this I can't play this I want you to take it away
Take it easy, you know what'll tease me And keep it sunshine Though your life is cheesy You intimidate me and I'm on phantom ice This ain't as it
Twelve years of thunder and storm Turned me into what I was meant to become I'm not a liar though I do you wrong I just need fire to remain strong Show
Explosions in my thoughts keep going on and on It's keeping me awake till the crack of dawn I'm so paranoid I hope nobody is ever gonna see me like
We're approaching show time You put down your closing punch line There's no doubt about it, push, push Push till the daddy takes the T-bird away Well
The noise pumping through your insides Makes you wanna scream in pain Visions get incomprehensible You loose the touch with your brain As the blood
Hell Yeah we're riding big cars with big cigars today We're thunder, storm and everything that's here to stay Say what you want Tonight the sky is on
Get Fighted or get in a fight with them like a true thunder son. You've got style and hope and that fucking scares them all. Copenhagen death threat
