It's an interesting thing that you notice about the self...
There isn't one
Is it too soon
To pop a cap in its a**
The pumpkin will grin
'Til compa**ion kicks in to pop a cap
Is it so hard to put a kiss on its lips
Blow it all into space what it is erased
To put a kiss
The ground is starting to shake
Hold on, it's heaven's birthquake
Lots of loving, lots of laughter
Thats what the kids are after
Bless the ba*tards
There's a big light
Behind a crack in the face
I'm pursing my lips for whatever slips
Under the crack
The sky is starting to blush
Here comes a headless head rush
Lots of loving, lots of laughter
That's what the kids are after
Bless the ba*tards
The ground is starting to shake
Hold on, it's heaven's birthquake
The sky is starting to blush
Here comes a headless head rush
Lots of loving, lots of laughter
That's what the kids are after
Bless the ba*tards