Big dick is a thumbs-up guy
He shot a missile in the sky
It functioned just as advertised
Until the fire made him cry
Look into it later
When the dust is clearing off the crater
Run like a villain, let the good times roll
Run like a villain to the sugar bowl
Run like a villain cause you can't adjust
To a saccharine suburb in the mush
I've got some loving arms around me
Darker than the tombs of Egypt,
Dumber than the crudest fiction,
Buried in a melting coffin
Nights like this appeal to me!
Tracy got an Afghan, pedigreed,
Prescription shades and designer jeans
A Sony walkman on her head
All she wants is to be fed
Rock, rock, rock, cause you're soft
Run, run, but don't get lost
The shining moon, the dead oak tree
Nights like this appeal to me
I've got some loving arms around me
The shining moon the dead oak tree
Nights like this appeal to me
I've got some loving arms around me
Trying to steal a moment of pleasantry
In this zombie birdhouse
Run, run, run
Run like a villain, let the good times roll
Run like a villain to save your soul
It can't be done I already know
So I run like a villain to the sugar bowl
Cause who you are nobody knows
Who you are nobody knows
Rings on your fingers
And bells on your toes
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