Spent Sunday morning in the air
Liquid lizards, laissez faire.
The Holy Cow on a gravy train
A little stain, so much pain.
Hey little angels drive on through
The Chicken killer smiles at you.
All steamed up on a video
It sure looks cool just like Hell below.
Can you believe it.
You gotta read it
'cause it's all about you.
Can U believe
I'm down on my knees.
Tell me what can I do.
I looked at love on Channel 3
I just don't know who to believe
Johnny slapped her in the face
Turn the cheek, turn the page.
Boombox plays who get the joke
I can't help wondering what's the dope.
Goldfish bowl inside my head
Truth and lies hanging by a thread.
Written by - Mike Pickering, Paul Heard, Heather Small Spent Sunday morning in the air Liquid lizards, laissez faire. The Holy Cow on a gravy train A little stain, so much pain. Hey little angels drive on through The Chicken killer smiles at you. All steamed up on a video It sure looks cool just like Hell below. Can you believe it. You gotta read it 'cause it's all about you. Can U believe I'm down on my knees. Tell me what can I do. I looked at love on Channel 3 I just don't know who to believe Johnny slapped her in the face Turn the cheek, turn the page. Boombox plays who get the joke I can't help wondering what's the dope. Goldfish bowl inside my head Truth and lies hanging by a thread. Explain Request ×
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