Тексты песен «Artificial Joy Club»

I'll give back your pogo stick as Soon as you return my wasted time And then I'll be fine I'll feel so much more nostalgic As soon as all my cheques are countersigned I'll sure be fine Are you panicking or just...

We gotta talk, you can't keep it up now You're eating Kraft Dinner in the eye of a twister You don't listen to me, I'm your referee I'm screaming real loud all you hear is a whisper You can see what you wanna see...

I watch my neighbors next door The Mr. and Mrs. at war He lost his arm back in Nam And they both drink like fish They used to swap fluids at night But now all they swap is a 911 fight And fading plastic garbage...

Blah, blah, blah The V chip on my tongue's gone berserk One channel left I hope you like my talk show network Can dress me up Can't take me out I'll make you squirm Without a doubt I say what I feel, it gets me...

I like to dream about the Beatles I also ponder issues like Pete Best I watch my poster fill up with dart holes But I dream too much I wonder if I'll ever be a hero I wonder if I'll measure up to zero But either...

What's up, am I on chat line? My name is Sal and Capricorn is my sign I like Star Trek and Brad Pitt I watch Kung-Fu B movies and shave my armpits My brain is a sewer Where you dump your garbage Read me, psychic...

Light me up then butt me, you're sick & beautiful. It's bamby meets godzilla, a 3d free for all. set me up then stomp me, you're sick & beautiful. Squeeze me like your lemon, then mix with alcohol. shake me hard...

All the world's your ashtray I'm just your Marlboro Light me up and butt me You're sick and you're beautiful It's Bamby meets Godzilla A 3D free for all Set me up, then stomp me You're sick and beautiful Squeeze me like...

Sitting by candlelight, sucking back kryptonite in vain Used up message tape, nowhere to escape Locked in my chair, watching my silhouette Sucking back cigarettes in peace The golden age of call display is...

Soaking in the rain, I see me walking I'm remotely controlled My legs have gone invisible I'm spinning down an endless black hole Flashing lights, the automated banker Sends a signal to me The message hovers...

Shut up I'm fine, just give me some more wine It's a totally cosmic jam, I'm mauwin' down a superslam I'm beating up your piggy bank, I only got you to thank Barracuda brain, dead end sucking drain, ultra sonic...