Thorns Of Life I Hate New York
They don't make movies anymore, It's just a sex
explosion.
As we go shopping ourselves (meet?), I wanna wake up on
the street
Properties keep changing hands, we think we hold it but
we can't
I wanna hold something that lasts. I wanna shatter all
our casts. (castes?)
The volume of the vainity! New York is giving me the
creeps.
Like teeth into a baby's knees, oh baby baby baby
please!
They named the planets after Gods, and the bridges
after men.
I want a planet, and a song, and a building when I'm
gone.
Had a girl, I let her go, now she's someone elses girl.
Had a job I couldn't stand, I couldn't tell you what I
did.
The volume of the vainity! New York is giving me the
creeps.
Like teeth into a baby's knees, oh baby baby baby
please!
We've got to get out of here, there's vampires at the
gates
They got a style that just knocks down doors.
There isn't a head to cut off!
Some people make me want to scream, for the smartness
of their dreams
Some things that they hold in disdain couldn't mean
much less to me.
But you and I know where it's at, we've seen the stars
and things like that.
I wanna see them all with you, I wanna break them and
destroy
The volume of the vainity! New York is giving me the
creeps.
Like teeth into a baby's knees, oh baby baby baby
please!
I'm checking myself for holes in The valley of the
dead.
I want your love and your danger now. If I go down, I'm
going down with someone.
This is the culture capitol: Beauty bought and sold
But you and I both know they'd trade their only souls
Like a bridge or tunnel tolled or a [?]
