3 a.m.
Here we go
Cutting holes
In my cranium
Digging nails out my skull
Here we go
All alone
Patty melt
Well, tell me what you're thinking
Deep fried American dreaming
I love it when you sing, them sweet melodies like
Lalala dida
Lalala dida ah
And when there's fire in your eyes
The billowing smoke comes through your nose
And my consciences is gone
I don't know where I'll end up
Who cares, I don't need life in cuffs
Who cares, I don't need no loving fuck
Oh Susi, when you coming home?
I can hear you on the microphone
Screaming sweet melodies like
Lalala-dida
Lalala-dida-ah
And when there's fire in your eyes
The billowing smoke comes through nose like a smile
Deep-fried American dreams
Yeah!
4 a.m.
Digging holes
Finding bones
In my skull
