Intoxicated by the orchids abandoned in the garden Demanding morphine curse my soul is burning Stranded in the sweet wonderings breathing the pale moon silver Torn painted lips tasting the last drops of life Sometimes I feel like screaming Sometimes I feel I just can’t win Sometimes I feelin’ my soul is as restless as
I went out today for a walk in the rain I was so sad and blue I could feel any pain I was worried about everything my head began to howl I was running away from myself Too many demons around here now Everybody I don’t know what to say I wish I could take
Life’s a gas, Life’s a gas, Life’s a gas, a gas, oh yea Life’s a gas, Life’s a gas, Life’s a gas, a gas, oh yea So don’t be sad cause I’ll be there Don’t be sad at all Life’s a gas, Life’s a gas, Life’s a gas, a gas, oh yea Life’s a gas,
I heard it from the gangster I heard it from the priest I heard it from my best friend Way down in the middle east Have a nice day- That’s all I hear every day Have a nice day- I don’t believe a word you say I heard from the landlord When he kicked me
New York City, N.Y.C., Pretty mean when it wants to be, Black leather, knee-hole pants, Can’t play no high-school dance, Fuzz tone, hear’em go, hear’em on the radio, Misfits, twilight zone, R-A-M-O-N-E-S, R-A-M-O-N-E-S RAMONES, Bad boy rock, bad boy roll, Gabba gabba, see them go, C. Jay now hit the gas, hear Marky kick some
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