I'm moving along just fine
Kicking around and taking my time
Doing
Tell the band to go back home
Take the west side
Broken glass, I need a reason
Much too young to be
I can't eat
I can't sleep
I can't get back on
High low, high low
I've been making the rounds
High in July
And
Big fat women, how the hell you know my name
Why
I've been like this for fifteen years
I just got tired
(chorus)
Long live sin, long live sin
The devil always wins
Long live
Well the hell with what you say
You never knew me
Pity me
Cause I love you
But I don't know the words
And
Signal my way
I'll be your fool
Play by your rules
Till I'm
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