Life sucks, then you die
And your soul gets sucked into
I am the king of the new white underclass
I am
With the perfect smile for your sugar high
I'd walk a
There are others, and then there is myself
I must learn
Stan's been seeing phantoms and we're not sure what to
I can't stay awake
Somebody help me, please
I have too many
I'm getting on a plane
Early in the morning
I'm getting on
I tried to get to sleep but I had to
Sometimes I like to be alone (x2)
But when I hear
We aren't ourselves
Brains on the shelf
We'll all wake up
When Ringo
We can stand naked on the corner of Main Street,
The girl with the strong arm has saved world cinema
Saved
His stop is always after yours
He never seems to leave
I
I work on a train
That's eleven and a half cars
If I go to Heaven it'll probably be a slum
And