You're good at being bad You're bad at being good For heaven's sakes go to hell And the peaches and the mangos You could sell for me What do you think my brain is made for Is it just a container for the mind This great grey matter Sensei replied what is

Look at me I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree And I feel like I'm clinging to a cloud I can't understand I get misty holding your hand Walk my way and a thousand violins began to play Or it might be the sound of your hello This music I hear I get

Dripping beard as cold as hell And the motherfuckers gonna go to jail This Rememo is set for home It's personal but they need to know On a plane, on a plane Off to see the city girls again Only bringing what to carry on, So that you know I won't be long

Hey there sunshine! Hello sunshine! Don't let me down Please come around Will old darkness be my friend? To this you can put an end Why don't you please come around

Don't want to find out Just want to cut out Just want to get out I realize I missed a day I'm too wrecked to care anyway I look around and see this face What the hell have I lost my taste My head explodes, my ears ring I can't remember just where I've

I got the poison I got the remedy, I got the pulsating, rhythmical remedy. Hello, yea, hold a sec. Liam there's someone on the phone for you. Oh, fuck's sake, trying to write this fucking tune, man. Yeah! Yeah! Boom! Yeah! Yeah! Bah! Yeah! Yeah! Boom!

Take my hand across this land Create this man to make my stand And break this hardened shell inside Escape this all the hell inside Yes I hold some keys of gold A cigarette a silver bullet Angels crying day and night The world is our stage Look inside

Out of hell we will climb I'm standing by your side She's only sixteen She has dreams of a girl She thought she'd be in love She thought she'd have the white picket fence Now she stands on the corner She sold herself to the streets When the world gave up

The blade of my knife Faced away from your heart Those last few nights It turned and sliced you apart This love that I tell Now feels lonely as hell From this padded prison cell So many times I said You'd only be mine

Look nigga, I've been this way Since them niggas loaded up them shotgun shells And shot my older cousin Nessa all in his face Fuck niggas talkin', my teachers called me a disgrace Had to pull up on 'em last weekend in the big Wraith I sold work on sick