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This is story
She s a perfect bitch, the kind you like to take her innocents
And leave in the morning, say goodbye

HEY!

You can t make this up, this is me
Everything you see
And I know what I know, I could take you home if I want
And I want

Everything you get in all your dreams
So sets your devil scenes
Tonight s the night that brought you in to me

Hey!
This is a story, she s the perfect bitch, the kind you like to take her innocence
And leave in the morning, and never say goodbye
Just another night of whiskey and
Wind up in jail
Passed out in the Front Yard
Do it again tonight
So strike up the band and live to regret me for the rest of your life

Hey!
Now I m all juiced up
What s your name?
And do I care enough to know?
I know your lookin mighty fine to me, if I may.

Everything you get in all your dreams
So sets your devil scenes
tonights the night that brought you in to me.

Hey!
This is a story, she s the perfect bitch, the kind you like to take her innocence
And leave in the morning, and never say goodbye
Just another night of whiskey and
Wind up in jail
Passed out in the Front Yard
Do it again tonight
So strike up the band and live to regret me for the rest of your life

This is a story, she s the perfect bitch, the kind you like to take her innocence
And leave in the morning and never say goodbye

You my friend
You re a lot like them
But I cut your line
And you know I did
Now I m lost in you
Like I always do
And I d die to win
Cause I m born to lose

Twist of fate

Feeling trapped i ll soon succumb
The hour strikes i ll turn and run
A piece of dream inside my mind.
I feel entomed i must remove
With depth of reason i should prove
give me trust for all is true
Only one, i...

Mon homme

Il a le regard économe
Il a le verbe rare, ça me plaît
Il aime le chant des colombes et l odeur du café
Et ces petites choses qu on fait sans y penser

C est mon homme, mon drapeau
Mon homme, celui qu il me faut
Je frissonne je prends l eau
C est mon homme,...

Artificial flowers

Alone in the world
Was poor little Anne
As sweet a young child as you d find.

Her parents had gone
To their final reward
Leavin their baby behind.

Did ya hear?

This ... poor little child
Was only nine years of age
When mother and dad went away.

Still she brav-el-y worked
At the one thing she knew
To earn...

Playing your song

Hey you you re way ahead of me
Your drunk on apathy
You burn right out

Hey you
You re just a cripple now
They sold you out
I had to tell them you were god
I had to tell them they were wrong
And now they re playing your song
Hey you
Don t take it out on me
You...