To the left and to the right, I can't believe that we would fight, It's all so mediocre anyway. Take me down unto your road where I could filter through the code. There is no other way that's better paid.
You do it so well, Blood Type O, it's all so long ago. You do it so well, You're Blood Type O, it's all imaginary. But you do it so well.
You build it up and you burn it down. You take the smile and make it frown. I don't know why you ever wont look back.
If it was ever up to me, I'd steal the crown and you would see. I'd take the fight that's here in front of you.
You do it so well, Blood Type O, it's all so long ago. You do it so well. Blood Type O, it's all imaginary.
But you do it so well.
You're Blood Type O.
You do it so well. It's all so long ago. It's all imaginary. Blood Type O.
She tries not to shatter,kaleidoscope style personality changes behind her red smile every new problem brings a stranger inside helplessly forcing one more new disguise
Christine-the strawberry girl Christine-banana split lady Christine-the strawberry girl Christine-banana split lady
singing sweet savages lost in our world This big eyed-girl sees her faces unfurl Now's she's in purple Now's she's the turtle
Disintegrating
Christine-the strawberry girl Christine-banana split lady Christine-the strawberry girl Christine sees her faces unfurl
Now's she's in purple Now's she the turtle
Disintegrating
Christine,Christine
Christine-the strawberry girl Christine-banana split lady Christine-the strawberry girl Christine sees her faces unfurl
Christine,Christine,Christine,Christine turn into faces
Didn't have the money round to buy a Morry Thou Been around and seen a lot to shake me anyhow Begged and borrowed sometimes, I admit I even stole The worse crime that I ever did was playing rock 'n roll.
But the money's no good Just get a grip on yourself But the money's no good Just get a grip on yourself
Suffering convictions on a two-way stretch inside The air in here is pretty thin, I think I'll go outside Committed for insanity and crimes against the soul The worst crime that I ever did was play some rock 'n roll.
But the money's no good Just get a grip on yourself
But the money's no good Just get a grip on yourself
And you should know
Now I find from week to week the sentence sticking fast Turn the corner, rub my eyes and hope the world will last Stranger from another planet welcome to our hole Just strap on your guitar and we'll play some rock 'n roll
But the money's no good Just get a grip on yourself But the money's no good Just get a grip on yourself