sitting in the fry thinking about satan looking at the sky postponing the date then comes a british guy says hes name is nathan i say theres no time all i have is satan
look me in the eye u wanna ask me why i say its not the time lets take it in the night u walk away bye bye u say i never try but fact is hard to hide i was born a gemini
GOOD GOOD EVIL GOOD GOOD GOOD ALWAYS IN THE GOOD A PIECE OF EVIL THIS WILL BE FOREVER UNDERSTOOD
YOUR FRY LIFE IN THE CANARIES LOOKING LIKE ALL PLAY BUT ITS ALL WORK EVERY NITE BACK AT THE SPOT U LEFT IT AT THE BEACH WITH THE HOTEL DESK CLERK
it wanted it all good, but it couldnt by the stars the easiest way made to blame for why it went so far the reason why it keeps taking the rounds up in that bar what u should come to peace with not to rip up in that scar
reciding in a place with days so hot and nites so cold to illustrate the cliché of what it already told and what it takes to break it up and not put it on hold to much for this old split of brains to do when u stay gold
for yours the finest piece of legs to walk around this beach forever, but back in the days when all was cream and peach it could not do another thing than be within ur reach the days u had were gold, but stuff left in the sun will bleach
u sit down in the afterlife, the wine is still the same u both keep drinking silently and wondering why u came all talk would be agreeing to that both are left to blame for better off to be than to get back to tease that flame
GOOD GOOD EVIL GOOD GOOD GOOD ALWAYS IN MY WINE A PIECE OF EVIL THIS MUST BE FOREVER UNDERSTOOD
YOUR FRY LIFE IN THE CANARIES LOOKING LIKE ALL PLAY BUT ITS ALL WORK EVERY NITE BACK AT THE SPOT U LEFT IT AT THE BEACH WITH THE HOTEL DESK CLERK