Tell me something Go on and break my heart Make me want to scream Just to wake myself inside How can you love me If you don’t love yourself Stop this
One of these days I'm gonna sit down and talk to Paul One of these days I'm gonna sit down and talk to Paul I'm gonna ask him about his travelin' And
fuck around homes) than you learn in school, Verse 2 and it was cool walking to school see the vatos and the gatos itchin and twitchin, scratchin havin a conversation
For all the girls you know you in the garden Eden This is the dumb pick, I love to fuck To my baby girl Denim You can't wait till we gets on to crash
because the blackman is the original man Or does it mean humanity is African I don't know, but these sciences are hidden For some strange reason it's forbidden To talk about, or converse
the window into the ice cold air Memories of summer causing my depression Through concentrated death and rainfall of despair Visionary eden turns to
HERE IN EDEN. THERE'S PLUMS AND PEACHES AND PEARS AND GRAPES SO RIPE AND JUICY AND UTTERLY INVITING. I FIND THE APPLES ESPECIALLY EXCITING HERE IN EDEN
. Secret Admirer. Student Loaner. Continental Drifter. Professional Bootlegger. Spin Doctor. Self Referentialist. Road Runner. Personal Journalist. Word is the worthless wordsmiths were conversing
anguish you're anxious greetings to all cretins to those bleeding from repeated beatings I'm like the snake in Eden
socialite...secret admirer Student loaner...continental drifter...professional day lifter Spin doctor...self-referentialist...personal journalist [bridge] Word, its the worthless wordsmiths We're conversing
la tuile Revoir encore une fois, l'croissant lunaire embraser la nuit Embrasser mes anges, quand l'soleil s'noie Faire du sommeil une terre vierge, converser
For all the girls you know you in the Garden Eden This is the dumb pick, I love to fuck To my baby girl Denim You can't wait till we gets on to crash
those bleeding from repeated beatings I'm like a snake at Eden - ssssssssssssssssssssssssss You're down with Necro, be loyal Or get strangled with a scarf til you barf What goes around recoils My conversation
Passing of perception unforseen reaction Staring out the window into the ice cold air Memories of summer causing my depression Through concentrated death and rainfall of despair Visionary eden
Trapped in the Garden of Eden, converse with Adam and Eve and Their mother 600 lbs., smiling down from a tree branch And poppa's gone, yet he left behind