I'm hidden in the scream when the virgin dies, I'm the ache in the belly when your baby cries, and I'm the burning sensation when the convict fries.
My ultimate goal will be my being told in a Penthouse letter that I can frame.
Do you feel your best when your strung out on your morphine and meth?
All sliced up and sealed tight in baggies. Guess love makes you do funny things.
School's-out-for-summer!!
It just seemed that we always ended up at the Rainbow, to the point where they finally just said, why don't you guys go up into this loft where we'll kind of protect people from coming around and, you know, sitting on the tables. And we thought that was a great idea.