Have you seen my girlfriend she lives in a pig pen Have you seen my girlfriend? I can't seem to find her perhaps she is hiding Underneath a blade of grass
You were the one who could never decide Your always complaining the company's too restraining You think your sweeter than the rest But deep inside
[verse 1] I would like to be a martyr over time it's getting harder who do I have to go and kill to get my face on a dollar bill. [chorus 1] Every
When I turned 12 papa said Little woman better get yourself a wife 'Cause you?re too mean for a man to clean up your life And if she?s the devil, you
We are called the Oingo Boingo Not Gazingo, or Gazongo or by any other name And we'll punch you in the gizzard if you dare to call us Bingo Cause we're called the Oingo Boingo
You've got me so I'm running round and round in circles You've got me so I can't see my own face You've got me so I feel like I've been like this forever
Hey, I've got a commentary without much to say You know those damn kids drive me crazy every day But all I ever think is something to complain To complain
There's life in the ground I feel it all around I feel it in my bones My life is on the line When I?m away from home When I step out the door The jungle
"Where are you taking me? Where's Renee? Where's Frenchy? I demand an answer! OWW! Yoo-hoo, well if it ain't the little princess Slpppppt. C'mon
This Bud's for you! There's no one else who does it, Quite the way you do... So here's to you! You know it isn't only what you say, It's what you do!
Black is for the nighttime Preys upon the day Red is for the blood that flows like rivers in our veins Gray is for betrayal What you did to me White
Now Pluto girls are neat but you know they'll eat you up alive Although they're nice to know when it's a thousand below it isn't easy to survive And
It's the last time, it's the last chance It's a fond farewell to a golden age And it's hard to tell until it's gone away It's a long goodbye to carefree
We were both cast forth from the same pale hand And we both moved freely in the shadow lands And we both were sculpted by the same cold wind And we both
Livin' way up now in a penthouse high Our steaks are rare and our martini's dry Folks below they say, "It ain't fair" Hell with them, I really don't care
When I was young, my mind would always wander away I couldn't talk, never had nothin' to say But now I'm grown, nothing much seems to have changed I think
I'm the one who preys upon the weakest And the weakest always preys Upon the one who's underneath I'm the one who doesn't see The waves of human kindness
I'll tell you 'bout a caveman lived a million years ago When mother earth was young and dinosaurs walked to and fro His skull contained but half a brain