Alice Cooper
Blue Turk

I'm lazy, you know it
I'm ready for the second show
Amazin' thing growin'
Just waitin' for the juice to flow

But you're so very picturesque
You're so very cold
Tastes like roses on your lips but
Graveyards on your soul

I'm hurtin', I'm walkin'
I'm achin' for another go
You're squirmin', wet baby
Nothing bad comin' very slow
And it's burnin' holes in me

You're so very picturesque
You're so very cold
Tastes like roses on you lips but
Graveyards on your soul

One spastic explosion
Two pressure cookers go insane
It makes me act crazy
I shiver but I love this game

But you're so very ordinary
You're so very lame
Tastes like whiskey on your breath and
Earthworms rule your brain



Mirror lyrics:


Earthworms rule your brain
Tastes like whiskey on your breath and
You're so very lame
But you're so very ordinary

I shiver but I love this game
It makes me act crazy
Two pressure cookers go insane
One spastic explosion

Graveyards on your soul
Tastes like roses on you lips but
You're so very cold
You're so very picturesque

And it's burnin' holes in me
Nothing bad comin' very slow
You're squirmin', wet baby
I'm achin' for another go
I'm hurtin', I'm walkin'

Graveyards on your soul
Tastes like roses on your lips but
You're so very cold
But you're so very picturesque

Just waitin' for the juice to flow
Amazin' thing growin'
I'm ready for the second show
I'm lazy, you know it


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