Speaking in Lyrics!

I'm a Tought Tootin Baby
I can punch through your Buns
I can punch through your Buns
I can Punch Through Your Buns!
 
I got this friend of polar nature and it's all peace
When I seek similar stars but can't sit at the same feast.
Metal Captain!
This cat is asking if I've seen his bit of lost passion
I told him: 'Yeah,' gave him one last look and smashed him.
 
YOU CAN'T HANDLE MY SQUIRREL-LY WRATH!
 
Is it true
It's always Happy Hour here?
And if it is I'd like to stay a while.
And as cliche as it may sound
I'd like to raise another round
And if your bottle's empty
Help yourself to mine.
Thank you for your time
And here's to life!
 
Talk to the mirror,
Oh, choke back tears,
And keep telling yourself that,
"I'M A DIVA!!"
 
"Now and then I think of when we were together.
Like when you said you felt so happy you could die."
 
This world will never be, what I expected...

And if I don't belong, who would have guessed it?

I will not leave alone everything that I own

To make you feel like: It's not too late, it's never too late..

 
I close my eyes

I put my back against the wall

Put my glasses on

And I don't see no one at all..
 
"And it isn't my fault That the barbarian raped me"
 
Walk into the store with a pocket full of nickels
And a city full of horns, jackhammers, and rape whistles
The alley cats manipulate the blocks with gutter magic
Today my heart beats only out of habit.
 
Out of my depth
Right from the start
I feel like I was born
With an invisible heart
Out of my depth
Seems like everyday
I can't find the words
To make the good things come my way
 
"I want to heal, I want to feel
What I thought was never real
I want to let go of the pain I've held so long."
 
"It's hard to dance with a devil on your back, so shake him off!"
 
"The devil went down to Georgia
He was lookin' for a soul to steal".
 
It's not a sin if it don't make me cry
He's not the devil unless there's fire in his eyes
It ain't the ghost if it don't speak in tongue
It's not a victory 'till the battles been won
 
Times may be changing but I'll never leave behind the hopes
And thoughts I have of better days for families such as mine
Because if history repeats itself and time will surely tell
What goes around will come around and you'll know our pain too well
 
Yeah, I get it, you're an outcast
Always under attack
Always coming in last
Bringing up the past
No-one owes you anything
 
"Big, bad, gorgeous
we need a little more
just hold your horses
joining forces
'till we's twice
what we was
the sticks we're stacking
it's timeto get it cracking
neither luck
that we're lacking
back and forth
like we tug"
 
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