Fear Fun

I ran down the road, pants down to my knees Screaming "please come help me, that Canadian shaman gave a little too much to me!" And I'm writing a novel because it's never been done before First house that I saw I wrote house up on the door And t

Oh pour me another drink And punch me in the face You can call me Nancy Every man wears a symbol And I know I have mine I've got my right hand stamped In the concentration camp where my organs scream "slow down, man!" Flowers and bows Milk and h

Jesus Christ, girl What are people gonna think When I show up to one of several funerals I've attended for grandpa this week With you With me Someone's got to help me dig Someone's got to help me dig Jesus Christ, girl It hasn't been long so it seems

Everyman needs a companion Someone to turn his thoughts to I know I do Everyman needs a companion Someone to console him Like I need you John the baptist took Jesus Christ Down to the river on a Friday night They talked about Mary like a couple of bo