Low Pop Suicide - No Genius текст песни

counting by numbers

and working out the shit,


coulda been a contender--

but that...didn't rhyme...



lonely girls are my favorite

pass the gravy

got a helping hand

this one to the man in the overcoat, I think

he's just fine and dandy

you got a mouth on you

like a dog from hell

so, spill out the novelty

and fix up a needle

Santa's little helper has found his rainbow

donchya know-ho?



come back hidin'

and come back soon

found my Heaven

inside a spoon

crawl me up

don't be frills

got myself

a good kind of thrill