First you smile at lord, i found you first Liquified...
Hear me spit on you, wither I Remold into gold...
(originally done by duran duran) Out on the tar plains...
You move - like I want to To see -...
Paint the streets in white! Death is the standard Breach...
Like these pistols And your hair hangs Blanket over hollow...
I'll stick you a little Enough to take your Oxygen...
I climbed your arms And you pulled away New cavity...
Yo chuck, we got runnin mixes, gimme the headphones... Wicked...
This ain't no motherfuckin stick up Just pick the stick...