Bandwitch
by Mojave 3
put the little kids in the corner with their face and their eyes on the floor
put the little kids in the corner with their face and their eyes...
put the little kids in the corner with their face and their eyes...
my favorite band is a witch
(you can lick the corner sides)
find themselves in poet corners
and they still like to ditch
(you can lick the cortisone)
yes of course,
their afraid,
it's a find,
complicate,
and you can fuck,
demonstrate,
sleep alone.........
demon wait.
waiting for joeys kind
my favorite band is a witch
(you can lick the corner sides)
find themselves with perfect mourners
and they still try to live
( you can lick the cortisone)
the administration,
the pull it surprise,
the masturbation,
the little morning cries.......i wait on fear
in a ray of corners,
and mental crimes,
i know your singing,
sing it self war time,
war time
they like to put the little kids in the corner
with their eyes and face on the floor...
i'm waiting for joeys kind
i'm waitng for joeys kind
your in a fucked up band
your in a fucked up band
( sections of the solar panel lies )
your in a fucked up band
( all the life)
your in a fucked up band
they like to put the little kids in the corner with their face on the floor
put the little kids in the corner with their face and their eyes on the
floor..
on the floor..........
you want me to keep on going,
i know you want you want to keep on going.....
and you know where ever i am.......
(you can lick the corner sides)
find themselves in poet corners
and they still like to ditch
(you can lick the cortisone)
yes of course,
their afraid,
it's a find,
complicate,
and you can fuck,
demonstrate,
sleep alone.........
demon wait.
waiting for joeys kind
my favorite band is a witch
(you can lick the corner sides)
find themselves with perfect mourners
and they still try to live
( you can lick the cortisone)
the administration,
the pull it surprise,
the masturbation,
the little morning cries.......i wait on fear
in a ray of corners,
and mental crimes,
i know your singing,
sing it self war time,
war time
they like to put the little kids in the corner
with their eyes and face on the floor...
i'm waiting for joeys kind
i'm waitng for joeys kind
your in a fucked up band
your in a fucked up band
( sections of the solar panel lies )
your in a fucked up band
( all the life)
your in a fucked up band
they like to put the little kids in the corner with their face on the floor
put the little kids in the corner with their face and their eyes on the
floor..
on the floor..........
you want me to keep on going,
i know you want you want to keep on going.....
and you know where ever i am.......