Слова:
Get Set Go

in her eyes The prize is hers to win She's waitin' on my blessings before she hits that open road Baby get ready Get set Please Don't go Don't go Don't go

hurt you, torture and desert you Take a hot poker and stick it where the Sun don't shine..then watch you die Cause I, I'm having a bad day So get out

Peter lost another job today He showed up drunk and forty minutes late It was his last mistake Peter drank all through the day Another drink to numb the

mess of everything I've betrayed a promise I've made And I hurt her through and through Now its done she's finally gone And I don't know what to do I think I might set

in my head I don't want to get out of bed today I don't want to face another day Everything is better let unsaid Because I don't want to get a job I

week I'm so sick of paying bills And I'm tired of taking heat I'm all worn down to the bone And my car don't got no gas And I can't get around by bus

I've been thinking bout drinking draino A nice big glass to make all my pain go Somewhere else, Somewhere I can't find it And I've been thinking about

Holly is a poet, a heathen and a sadist, a punk-rock demigod and intellectual rapist. Wendy is the architect of all her friends' ambitions. She confiscates

She?s got a mouth like a womb lips made to kiss. Her lips disappear into the magic of her hips. She?s got every little thing to make a grown man cry