Somebody better shake you Somebody better turn your head around...
Your world full of creeps Zombies walk the street 9...
Don't need a crystal ball For me to see clearly...
I'm the kid on the block With my head made...
Your dress is hangin' on a hook on the door...
We're spinning round on this ball of hate There's no...
Please clean the plates, dear. The Lord above can see...
Candy everywhere, got chocolate in my hair, Aching to get...
You come on strong with a great big smile But...
I slipped into my jeans Lookin hard and feelin mean...