Game-Gear like Sega never died. We met inside a warzone, you said "let's fuck the Ozone" but boy, that hole's too wide. You goosestep round the garden
Prince, Your daddy's ghost been seen runnin' hither and hince. He's all full of maggots and he's grizzly and grim, Somethin's rotten in Denmark and --
garden Slipping through the silhouetted skylines Aesop sidewinds jaded Don't wind up war painted into the jungle the solution's not intrusion The starving
thai, makin me high, you wanna try? (Yeah) Strange weeds in the garden, bird pickin up seed killed game Here come a passion mark, jealous playa hat'n lame And he's
page of the Sacramento Bee And read the article that Dan McGrath wrote about me He has his own opinion and it's his job to write it I say he's being
garden. Everyone is practicing,... But this world's an accident. I was the fool because I thought I thought the world Turns out the world thought me It's
You lie in the garden surrounded by fools They're trying to tast it, the evilest part of you Stretching your life line You're kicked out of school Learnin
your golden garden Uh got my ladder, leaned up against your wall Tonight's the night we planned to run away together Come on Dolly Mae, there's no time
knew either I loved my art So I'm married to the pen till death do us part Rock hard with all my heart College broads call me avant garde Probably '