Burn the witch We know where you live This is a low flying panic attack Stay in the shadows Cheer at the gallows This is a round up Sing a song on the jukebox that goes Red crosses on wooden doors And if you float you burn

Who left me outside That someone holds me tonight Hold me tonight Someone left the door open I'm bent, I'm not broken Come live in my life All the words left unspoken Are the pages I write On my knees and I'm hoping

We can make it, baby Doo-doo-doo-doo (doo-doo-doo-doo-doo) Doo-doo (ha ha ha ha) Just as long as we got that kind of love Doo-doo (oh) (Woo) doo-doo-doo-doo (doo-doo-doo-doo-doo) (Oh) doo-doo Woo, there's gonna be times, I know, girl When the going's

These are a few of my favorite things Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens Brown paper packages tied up with strings Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels Door bells and sleigh bells and

Guzzle, guzzle Yeah I wanna smoke a spliff, spliff Yeah, everybody take a hit Yeah, I wanna smoke a spliff, spliff Yeah, everybody wanna Smoke signals coming from the indoors Scraping off white wall tires Ain't got wings, just Johnny out the window

And different strokes for different folks And so on and so on and scooby dooby doo I am everyday people, yeah yeah Oh sha sha we got to live together Sometimes I'm right and I can be wrong My own beliefs are in my song The butcher, the banker, the

Party, party, party, party, party, party, party Party, party, party, party! Jack Parow? Daar's die man nou! Hosh ja! Here maar ek's in my poes in. Dude ek's moerefokken wasted. Hello hoe lyk dit, ek en jy naked? Kyk hier kyk hier

For your love (For your love) For your love, I'd give you everything and more and that's for sure I'd bring you diamond rings and things right to your door To thrill you with delight, I'd give you diamonds bright Double takes I will excite, Make you

(Now) ('Cause) (Oh, oh) I'm flat on the floor with my head down low Where the sky can't rain on me anymore Don't knock on my door 'cause I won't come I'm hidin' from the storm 'til the damage gets (done) (Ooh, ah yeah) (Don't knock on my door) Baby,

As is, as is, as is She ain't outdoors and her heart just cold as is One forty-five AM, almost done I could pop another pill tonight Even though I don't really want one The Xanax got me on a flight I don't need much