She screams with those eyes I have lived in a junkyard Where the weeds eat up the rain If you get anything there even out of place You know there's hell to pay And he said "you're as sick as you are lovely And in need of a hand" He tells me "you are

She screams with those eyes I have lived in a junkyard Where the weeds eat up the rain If you get anything there even out of place You know there's hell to pay And he said "you're as sick as you are lovely And in need of a hand" He tells me "you are

She screams with those eyes I have lived in a junkyard Where the weeds eat up the rain If you get anything there even out of place You know there's hell to pay And he said "you're as sick as you are lovely And in need of a hand" He tells me "you are