I schedule my meeting with the moon Stress, let it go, so it don't completely consume. When the vegetables fight back, and the grass starts to sting
closed, the light is on The girlie just dialed nine-seven-zero porn She sit back, with her legs cocked in the air While her fingers do the walking through
guitars. There will be no vultures picking on their bones in the house of a thousand guitars. House of a thousand, house of a thousand, house meet the moon
well here i am walking down the street again like the scene of a movie just me and the garbage cans clicking my shoes on the ground like an aristocrat
why don't you and your girl get over here The Southern moon exposes killers The Southern moon is hot like fire The Southern moon it knows our weakness
Modern day Jes' James, rock trains, close range Watches and chains, ear rings, everything Corporate thugs move on business campaigns Blaze, ignite the flame, I carry the torch Walk
Yo, yo, yo, you can't escape from the Dr. of Doom My lyrics bloom on bafoons and take flight like witches brooms That full moon on all you dumb, dumbs
, don't tell me Burned in on the eighth of May She was spectacular I walked a half-moon by the bus stop Sliding 'cross the street to her Three stings
, these dancers of the night Advance against the darkness. How implacable their might! Eyes un-dulled by moon, their arms and legs akimbo, They walk and
you are a chain to climb up to the moon. Somewhere, lost in a vast desert inside a vinyl bag She?s just trying to walk aside, Far from her body all the
Love rain down on me,on me,down on me(4x) Met him on a thursday,sunny afternoon Cumulus clouds, 84 degrees He was brown,deep Said he wanted to talk about
floor I schedule my meeting with the moon Stress, let it go so it don't completely consume When the vegetables bite back, and the grass starts to sting
Why Don't You And Your Girl Get Over Here The Southern Moon Exposes Killers The Southern Moon Is Hot Like Fire The Southern Moon It Knows Our Weakness
(Sting) A stone's throw from Jerusalem I walked a lonely mile in the moonlight And though a million stars were shining My heart was lost on a distant
Grinding on his teeth as he heads out west With a pistol on his hip And a bullet in his chest The sun cracks its whip Sweat drips stings his eyes Reality
. A gypsie queen once told me "Mickey if you don't get it together you wont see twenty." But pletny hunnies give me money for their ? guess I sting ? lay on
'll see our glory Ch: We make full moons and assemble the most elegant twilight We're glorious, We're glorious from now on Words may not hurt, but my pen can sting
you can't escape from the Dr. of Doom My lyrics bloom on bafoons and take flight like witches brooms That full moon on all you dumb-dumbs Watch your filthy