Norma Jean Lyrics

My father calls on Sunday evenings Children are suffering somewhere, living in a boldfaced lie And they all probably have my eyes My father says he’s turned his life around The d...Read Full Lyrics

In Culver City, they would say that you were dead A committee would convene to pick your casket from a catalog The power structure comes to rear its ugly head But the chorus in the...Read Full Lyrics

Anatomically Correct She used that body like a cashier’s check You folded like a tablecloth Whenever her T-shirt came off Anaphylactic Shock She shook your ticker to its very las...Read Full Lyrics

When the bells ring on Sunday, we go to the park And we watch the week ending And the bells keep on ringing until it gets dark Hear the constables cursing And the building we live ...Read Full Lyrics

Graduate to better things: square feet and income tax You go back to where you came from And you can’t seem to relax Before you know it, everyone you know lives in New York Once ...Read Full Lyrics

The tree of sympathy is older than us; older than we can count The tree of sympathy has pretty much figured it out The tree of sympathy is full of advice; filled with good things t...Read Full Lyrics

Friends I had from younger days mostly have been washed away Time's a river so they say, and then you drown, and then you drown Heavy storm about to cry like a river from the sky ...Read Full Lyrics

And you stand so tall in your headI'll erase it all, till you're deadAnd I dreamt that I'm feeling coldBut enough's enough, my heart is sunk and it feelsLike 16, like a magazineI c...Read Full Lyrics

That devil's a bitch of mine For me there's no crime I can do whatever i want I can be whoever i want to be I'm a free man who doesn't think twice My destination ain't paradise I'm...Read Full Lyrics

Watching lands covered in mudSupposed to be milk and honeyMy hands in honey, sticky like glueMy hands are tentacles reaching out to youThis is the last one to fall downThis is the ...Read Full Lyrics