a toast to the gangsters, a toast to the pimps stand up gentleman take a bow take a bow a toast to the ******, a toast to the wanna be lovers stand up ladies take a bow curtsy) if you’re up to it poor legs poor nails poor car
spoiled slandering moving cat across the room across the spill across the dress across the yelling and the screaming oh make it stop will they just shut up for some peace....and quiet.... cars’ been destroyed dress’ been ruined oh make it stop
burn bathe in the fire walk through the flames
come out a winner go right to dinner sleep wake up repeat (spoiled slandering moving masterpiece) I’m here at last mother(the final step) what could I be for the soiled money everything buy everything and stick it in forget about those getting stuffed and thrown i am my own&mor;;
walk past the homeless who knows anyways upon all upon you this is burning
watchthecars watch the cars watch....the...cars..
quickly swiftly they move fast and i am happiness does this make you happy the world we live in struck down by lightening and thunder ****** **** ****** theft all of the rage and anger’s been kept unto this moment untothisdream i am in control of my own dreams my own mind
money money watch it burn burn it all laugh repeat
if i were God’s foot i would smash it all no man two hundred feet tall feel like it lie to yourself sleep wake up repeat if i if i if i could i would burn it all
today the education of the nation has been flushed away reading a book has been forgotten and instead they read how to take drugs through a can i can i can i can burn it all
fathom me into the faintest pyromania-(the world we live in)-a statement of love and blessing faith’s faith in the world has failed i have failed it’s all burning already there’s no way to stop it scream
this is all i have left at your feet i must break through this wall two hundred thousand feet tall t h------ ick take a lick screamandcry
everyone’s lying and everyone’s crying and everyone’s dying please dear Jesus do something please i can not do this all on my own i am sick call a doctor over there’s the phone
no more snow and no more rain lay down all of your strain your stress is at my disposal only a few days left we can watch it burn together (I am burnt) third degree just come and help me let us feel the click between us
we are One and I’m no longer afraid of the world we live in perhaps but you are my hope lovelovelovelovehopeloveyes
(when i think of you i know exactly in the end where we will go)
i am a flower hold me embrace me let me know that I am loved too
Anger turns to happiness quick, in other words-- Confusion!