Тексты песен «Lunachicks»

Well, I got caught in traffic And it made me miss my flight My flight! And they arenaa' gonna have another one Till tomorrow night! Thataa' right! Iaa' runnin for the train 'cause Iaa' late for work again! Oh no!

Mmm...Donuts Boston Cream Sprinkles Gimme a dozen Ummm Donuts Crullers Chocolate...

Wont leave the house till it's all in place You know a mess is a human discrace Clean up the dishes take out the trash Cats are fed and potatoes are mashed One day the juice was left out She was in a rush Wont leave...

My brown eye's blue, from so much lovin, I'm gettin Another lovin oven, one that makes me feel more like, The woman trapped, so long inside My body hair has been removed, but I sure have some muscley thighs The...

Get in! Letaa' go! Weaa'e still got such a long way to go We got a 10 hour drive And a half tank of gas We got seven people stuffed In the back of the van We wonder why we do it Well itaa' just 'cause we havenaa' got a...

Eigth long arms to hold your love real tight I'll hug you and sqeeze you, make you feel alright since you and me were meant to be my eight will be fine I'll hold you in my arms please let me know that your mine...

Cuttin into the bathroom Waitin for the bell They say it's high school but I think it's hell Puffin a joint into the vent Been up all night an' I feel spent Guards around the corner so I better work fast Or this...

Veins, scream for more needles your a whore, do anything to get one in to feel the warmth of this deadly pin to be sick is pergatory when your numb, your numb in all your glory the pain would make you cease to exist for...

I've got quite a pain inside of my... yeah I must plug it up with a.... You may never know what it feels like to have Might know pain but never pain like this... What adrag to be on the rag Gotta have some chocolate it...

I'm a psychotic, neurotic A regular Frankenstein I got worms in my head And there eating up my mind I'm a diagnosed paranoid schizophrenic Psychopathic mongoloid With every breath I steal life Descend into the void...

I'm not so I don't I can't so I wont I could but I shouldn't But I can't so I wouldn't I might but I can't I... got so I don't I would but I shouldn't But I not so sure I couldnt Say what you mean Mean what you...

I hate the way you talk I hate the way you say you hate the ways that I say I hate you I hate it when you speak Youaa'e talking down to all the world again And you think itaa' cool I hate your fucking face You look...

When I look into your big brown eyes I see no one there I can despise When I see deep in your soul I feel so safe just holding on But they tell me that itaa' okay That theyaa'e raping lots of women every single day...

Well, I got a spork, and I'm in my skorts, I'm havin a spritzer, and I can see the moon, My gauchos feel good, I'm havin some Brunch, but this question keep comin' up! IS IT A FORK OR IS IT A SPOON IS IT A FORK OR IS...

I wonder what goes on I wonder what Iaa' find Behind all the eyes behind all the eyes I wonder who lives there Beyond the walls of lies I see the hurt and the drain I see the lost and the gain Then I wonder what they...

Oh baby made of confection please give me some of your affection you taste so nice, you can't go sour I love you, lick you by the hour Sugar Luv' oh honey your so sweet I just got to have some of that candy meat hey...

Oh baby made of confection Please give me some of your affection You taste so nice, you can't go sour I love you, lick you by the hour Sugar Luv' Oh honey your so sweet I just got to have some of that candy meat Hey...

Your cotch is burning Aint that a shame Too bad I'm not the one to blame You say you hate me Well, good 'cause I hate you I don't know why, but Henry told me to Chorus Take this! take that! But no one is going to take...

Weaa'e all goin down! Hey Casey where youaa'e goin with that gun in you hand? I heard you shot a lad insane in a white riot of white light and white heat You got your whips and furs and youaa'e a warrior in tromaville...

Babyaa' never gonna grow up All he can do is throw up Only crawls, he canaa' walk Never gonna lern to talk Cattleprod him, kept him small he wonaa' stand up t all Rub his legs they wonaa' go bad Mommaaa' gettin mad...