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Butthole Surfers Miscellaneous P.S.Y.(a.k.a. Psychedelic, Psycho Jam or Psychedelic Jam) Here we go Here we go All I see inside my head is gentle silent secret snow With gentle walls of blinding light I'll have you know No one would believe it she was running away She packed up her belongings and she was gone The very next day Nicky was in the KKK and Lisa was a Nazi too They both had half a brain so together they were sane And looked about as smart as their shoe Now Nicky got word through the underground that Mona was Lisa's real name She bled on his dagger when he shot her in the neck And that's about all she could gain I'm still sleepin' in the graveyard creepin' She packed up and turned back (?) I know you don't believe it but I really should be leavin' She fell in love with Lauren Bacall No one would believe it she was running away She packed up her belongings and she was gone The very next day Nicky never wanted any children at all And Tammy was Nicki's little girl She turned tricks in a white trash bar And shot dope with six holding on She wanted to have fun with her daddy's shotgun She held it right up to his head His glasses fell to dust but they were followed by a bust Of fiery hot balls of lead I'm still sleepin' in the graveyard creepin' She packed up and turned back (?) I know you don't believe it but I really should be leavin' She fell in love with Lauren Bacall No one would believe it she was running away She packed up her belongings and she was gone The very next day |
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