Le rêve
While riding a feeling
Bareback
A fat lady laughs
Eyes rolling back
As silver ships spay
The Astral Plane
You have to believe me
I’ve been robbed
By ghouls and thugs
They stole my love
And stashed it all
In a purple flame
A saintly whore.
On fire.
I wanna know how she found the door.
I died twelve times.
Now I'm gunnin’ for twenty-four.
Clean out of my mind.
Clean out of my mind.
Clean out of my mind.
Clean out of my mind.
Autor(es): Joe Grass