mickey keep trying to stand to rise but the sheets keep s**ing him down he look so surprised they wrap around his head his feet and they whisper mickey when you're gone the pillow say it don't feel complete his head just keeps bleeding into the gauze was that a woman or was it man he can't say what it was on the road and on the beat tripped up in condoms somebody tricking with your treat well, somebody else can want him somebody else can bleed but it just deepens your resolve (hey, times is tough) that jesus may have loved us but he just didn't love us enough and you been bashed six ways to sunday but that's no t the point in my wallet is a joint though I would really rather have ecstasy that's really my only disease all these boys round here whip their co*ks out wave 'em around yelling please and you yell back hey jesus wants me on my kneeses but not for though and very definitely not for thee (though I might do it for me) but it just deepens your resolve (hey, times is tough) that jesus may have loved us but he just didn't love us enough the ropes around our necks is glowing (for that price they better) and somebody is rapping this crazy rap from the house of luv house of glam house of something something I don't understand we are huddled in the kiev in black mornings we are walking on the river we are huddled in a huddle in a room a sheet inside of you mickey hey man is that you and this payphone keeps ringing while noone pa**es by stick that needle in your eye you know your heart's already crossed and someone hopes to die so you stuck your dick inside him and you could feel the rubber break and you watch a seagull flying past your window while his mouth starts to shake going 'you're always pulling out, man just when it's getting good what's the matter with you' but mickey just won't explain it just deepens your resolve (hey, times is tough) that jesus may have loved us but he just didn't love us enough he didn't love us jesus jesus didn't love us enough