A Pagan Place
Warm afternoon,
Waking up to, bright silver moon.
Silent words from, my heart to you.
My empty filled, filled up with you.
(rockets fly)
(rockets fly)
i slip another smile in your pocket
my heart is racing to you like a rocket
(rockets fly...)
(into my sky)
i slip another smile in your pocket
my heart is racing to you like a rocket
(the two of us we dream as one)
(our energy could light the sun)
(the two of us we breathe as one)
(the two of us...the two of us)
Superstraight
gimme love gimme good good times
here in suburbia the best you can buy
this is my home i keep my family inside
im late for work now honey i got to fly
he's superstraight yeah he's superstraight
i push my big sedan through the traffic jam
like salmon spawning to get into a can
i sing along to the pop radio
it's propaganda but i know how it goes
you know i work all day and im out of my mind
i go man, im only human man i gotta unwind
i love my baby yeah shes number one
work girl means nothin i just bang her for fun
and when the weekend comes it's time for my drugs
i suck em down count it two by one
help me remember to forget who i am
and when it's over babe
that's when it starts up again