Hey believe me! I have seen your soul before You ride all the history, like dust on the kitchen floor (Tell me more!) Your lips are moving, you go on and on and on and on and on! You swing your rod, rod baby rod, rod! Don't swing it at me!
(But it's not for me, no I disagree!)
Cause' I heard before when you said There's a hole in your heart and it's bleeding You dress up for armageddon, I dress up for summer Yeah!
Hey and now you got their attention, you know You gotta keep em' believing But as a matter of efect, would they believe you or not believe you no more (Tell, tell, tell, tell, tell, tell me more!) I hear you're one in a million (Tell me more!) But there's a million of you (Tell, tell me more!) You swing your rod, rod baby rod, rod! Don't swing it at me!
(But it's not for me, no I disagree!)
Cause' I heard before when you said There's a hole in your heart and it's bleeding You dress up for armageddon, I dress up for summer
Who's that playing with the microfone? Today he's there, but tomorrow he's gone.
But I disagree and I heard before when you said There's a hole in your heart and it's bleeding You dress up for armageddon, I dress up for summer
You feel tortured and filled with regret You say life is void of meaning Are they not sick of you yet? Man that's such a, man that's such a bummer |
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