Took a walk in the sunlight ‘cause it wasn’t a bad night, breaking your furniture up with steel-toed boots. Swapping sweat in a steam room, you transformed into beast form, said you’d see me soon. Soon enough we were waking up as a two-for-one. Now I guess we’re backsliding into hell, but at least we know each other well.
When I finish the program, you’ll be stepping it up, gaiting straight in Japan. Piggyback to the scratch-off sale and salute me there. I guess we’re backsliding into hell, but at least we know each other well.
Through all of this kissing and tattle-telling, stricture’s getting murky. But I do perceive our clan’s destiny. Well, I guess we’ll have to wait to be friends. But at least we know each other here in hell. Seeing you is the highlight in a saccharine movie I gotta keep on mute.