The Moldy Peaches - Lucky Number Nine (live 1999) lyrics

Indie Boys are neurotic Makes my eyes bleed Tight black pants exotic Some loving is what i need Hey I'm starting to feel o.k Lucky number nine Hurray I'm sleepier on the staircase Mirror in the back of my brain Makes things, her pants feel great I used to like to complain But Hey. I'm starting to feel o.k Lucky number nine Hurry Bloody Mary , mother of god Grandpas on the hobby horse again Dampen, broken pants chaffing I'm running out of ethnic friends But.. Hey. I'm starting to feel o.k Lucky number nine Hurray