Hot cherry on friday night
When the sun goes down my
Little angelfuck
It's a shame that luck is the only thing
Did
Come back little raven and bite my face
I've been waiting,
Bonfires burning bright
Pumpkin faces in the night
I remember halloween
Dea
If you're gonna scream, scream with me
Moments like this never
by Tommy Boyce & Bobby Hart
(She!) She told me that
There's some kinda love
And there's some kinda hate
The maggots in
This isn't really death, this isn't really life
This isn't really
Static, static, static
We're on a video rage
Static, static, static
We're on
Dry drunk on a corner
Wet waste of a girl
Theme for
There are paint smears on everything I own
The vapor rub
We walk the streets at night
We go where eagles dare
They
5:25 August fifth, 1962
Found her lying on her chest
Her face
