Liar!
Sixty ticks are on my side
And when I am pissed
You know I resign
This fury
These rock I spit
I want out now
I want out of all of this
Out of all of this
Falling on fists
I'm stepping in time
And I'm taking the garbage
Out of my mind
Falling on fists
Stepping in time
And I'm coming up from behind
N' your teeth are weak
N' your fingers are fat
You can't get your hands inside me
Treating me like that
'Cause my voice is stronger
Than you bank account
And I don't need you promises honey
'Cause you never laid
Unsignificant
Like a rapid fire at the noon
the man was real the story is true
down in the desert listening the tunes
Lullabies from around the moon
sun dance season dead men don't go
Inner harvest at the pontiac zone
;Just a little bit more
and a little bit more
I need someone to move me;
Grew up feeling all was odd and strange
big motor could brake any day
Mama Smith set the cardson a play
bell shaped tones and the mercury moon
don in the desert listening the tunes
Lullabies from around the moon
sundance season dead men don't go
keep on driving at the pontiac zone
Just a little bit moreand a little bit more
I need someone to move me
Just a little bit more and a little bit more
I need someone to move me
Just a little bit more and a little bit more
Nobody can prove me, just a little bit more and a little bit more
Just a little...