En el cielo hay un volcan Que no estalla solo Y el infierno es cada vez Que miro tus ojos Vengo de la calle de la vida Voy dejando en cada esquina lo
Been cravin' more life and more love That lives in the soul of my heart Don't wanna be no artist I'm a dancin', singin' work of art You lit my heart
I grab your sack and give a pinch, Your penis shrinks to just one inch; Your balls turn blue, And, into goo; And then explodes a horrid stench.
We Climb Molten Rock Sweating Bleeding We Can't Stop Dream Demons Whisper Spells To Punish The Dwellers In Earthly Hell Starved Still We Reach The Top
Now I don't know I don't know I don't know where I'm a gonna go When the volcano blow Let me say now, I don't know I don't know I don't know where I'
Don't hold yourself like that 'Cause you'll hurt your knees I kissed your mouth and back That's all I need Don't build your world around Volcanoes melt
We might kiss when we are alone When nobody's watching We might take it home We might make out when nobody's there It's not that we're scared It's just
So young and beautiful in her old used car And she's had a bellyful of the way things are Trying to make ends meet Been down to her last dollar Running
Originally performed by Genesis Holy Mother of God You've got to go faster than that to get to the top. Dirtly old mountain All covered in smoke, she
You gotta let go when they get that old You gotta let 'em go If you hold on, they'll puncture your lungs And separate your spine from your skull You gotta
Don't let them in they could be hypnotized You can't tell from the look because they close your eyes And whisper sweet melodies I can't stay locked inside
Her venom makes me strong Stronger than I am on my own Before too long I'll wake up to it gone Wondering how I ever was happy Hot venom is mixin' with
Washing off last night's fake blood from an even faker cut Some poor girl's bleedin', bleedin' all over everything I own Merry Christmas, Hare Krishnas
I watched you through your window I was wearing that dumb sweatshirt I looked like a goon, I was dressed for winter Even though it was the middle of June
I listen to Tchaikovsky and cry Pour myself a glass of red wine I was thinkin' of something you said Hey, it's okay to behave Life is like a glass of
You can hang on to me But my love won't surround you Now that you're finally gone I am free to get on with my life You can summon all the gods That your
Add nice sugar and spice I'll take you on a cruise To somewhere nice You haven't been before Love was meant for more You moved up close I could feel