Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Somebody Cares

It's ok, somebody cares

We can go home
take all our things
put them in the street
refuse to eat
oh baby put your flower away
after you clean her off
from all that pushing around
I could go home and masturbate
to all the women we hate

it's ok, it's ok, somebody cares

Clean your plate
worship the planet and all it's traits

it's ok, somebody cares

Take my shoes off, this is the room
where you and I did all those things to who
give me that power then strip it away
play that game or just abstain
I've loved each woman that's held my hand
kissed my mouth and made me her man
and all those filthy little bitches
that can keep me up all night doing hand stands
I'll give you a bouquet of roses
don't you dare turn off the lights
first we take the moon
then the night
I'll replace the current currency
with your fire and my wood
no insurance plan would cover us
no law could do us any good
here's another empty barrel to fill with wine
let me in so we can build that empire tonight
I'll be the lover while you find a vase for the flowers
touch all her little hands when ever we're away

oh it's ok, yes it's ok, somebody cares.

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