Teflon doodads
grill clips or clamps
biting into the chain
trying to take the slaps
Michael Greenamyer beats me
into a welted pulp
and he doesn't even give me the chance
to take one last nervous gulp
come on and tell me one more time
I got a few more secrets that you can't find
ya know I cannot cause you pain until I really know you
ya got too many people runnin' round in your head
sayin', "say everything that's not been said"
like it's the fairer kind of lust that controls you
Mangelina Jolie
Whora Croft scales walls
red rubber fry thingie
some girls have balls
masculine attributes
your own unimagined dick
three-person-spin-the-bottle
mono from chapstick
come on and tell me one more time
I got a few more secrets that you can't find
ya know I cannot cause you pain until I really know you
ya got too many people runnin' round in your head
sayin', "say everything that's not been said"
like it's the fairer kind of lust that controls you
Michael Greenamyer gets off
on my silent screams
and he'll walk from the desert of my mind
and into your wet dreams
and I'll sit here, not thinking about you
but a tall, gothic man, instead
and I'm wonderin' how am I gonna get
what you say out of my head
come on and tell me one more time
I got a few more secrets that you can't find
ya know I cannot cause you pain until I really know you
ya got too many people runnin' round in your head
sayin', "say everything that's not been said"
like it's the fairer kind of lust that controls you