He's gone in her lips, a glow from her lip
Ignites the shapes she sees in the shade
Only a little is used to come to a close
Only a little is used to come to a closeTonight at the knife stick up place
I spoke as a child and choked on that line
Then I saw them, then I saw them
Then I saw them, then I saw themWhat are they doing outside?
What are they doing?
What the hell are they doing outside?
What are they doing?In so much brown and crap
It's set in an odd light
This one it stops right here now
I think it's trouble you inviteIn so much as they
Don't know what's right
This one it stops right here now
I think it's trouble that you inviteAn absurd gag, a monkey trick
An Irish bull, a childish joke
Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow
Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow owTonight at the knife stick up place
I spoke as a child and choked on that line
Then I saw the, then I saw them
Then I saw them, then I saw themI know they have them down there
I've seen them down there
Body parts all over this town
What are they doing?
Songwriters
Carey Mc Neilly;David Sims;David Lambeth Yow;Duane Paul DenisonPublished by
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