Texty:
Crashd Et

The rain on the ground The empty town Nothing is left in the lost and found Hot sun, buzzin' flies Hurtin' head, squinty eyes Look at me and how I've

What is it that makes me just a little bit queasy? There's a breeze that makes my breathing not so easy I've had my lungs checked out with X rays I've

I'm not that cruel, I'm not that kind There's really nothing on my mind, believe me And when I'm talking in my sleep It doesn't ever get that deep There

Watch that spider in the bathroom sink Hes a better friend than you might think So let him spin his web in peace He catches creepy crawly things I never

I threw out a stupid common paperweight And it went out into the country To a place where other solid objects lie around Well, it's quite hard and so

Who put the doggy in the doghouse? You did, baby you did Who put your granny in the granny house? You did, baby you did, baby Who put the bad in the

I think I'll have just one Well, maybe just another one Of course the third one?s so much fun It'll never leave you alone And if you try and tell it

Come with me down this ol' road Where I got stuck and later towed Listen to the sound of the falling rain We just might end up stuck again The little

I shot an ol' bottle with my favorite gun just last night It shattered and the sound made me feel like the king I am The neighbors all heard and got scared