Prochlorperazine

Champagne Gargoyles Blood on my Fender Stratocaster Guitar of my dreams Guitar of my disaster And if I wanted you that bad I would've waited for an answer Suck on your love Suck on my left nut You bastard Prochlorperazine Everything is smiles Everything is green Fill the sink with crocodiles And the bath with Sunny D The devil has satellite But he don't have me, oh But he don't have me Champagne Gargoyles Blood in my ribcage Inflammation of my burning It's information of my pain And if I yearned For the fruit of knowledge I would've got it And done it my own way Once again I am let down Everything is empty Everything is brown Fill the shark with Desperados And the bath with brown Everything is brown Everything is brown, oh Everything is brown Prochlorperazine Prochlorperazine, oh Everything is green Everything is green, oh