He lies right at you, you know you hate this game. He slaps you once in a while and you live and love in pain.
Do you feel your best when your strung out on your morphine and meth?
When you touch me there, honey, makes my blood perspire, you got my body flaming like a California fire. Pulsing, pounding, pushing no longer in control, heatwave in my brain, smolder in my soul.
Rock should never be in bed with politics.
School's out forever, school's been blown to pieces.
It's not like we did something wrong. We just burned down the church while the choir within sang religious songs.