I can't get them up
I can't get them up
I can't get them up At all
Hey ho let go

good morning killer king you're a star
that's gorgeous hold it right where you are
the weathers kinda lousy today
so what oh what oh what'll we play?

stratcaster strapped to your back
I'ts semi-automatic like dads
he taught you how to pause and reset
but that's about as far as you get...

so what's the use of going outside?
it's so depressing when people die in real life
I'd rather pick up right where we left
Making out to faces of death
Making out to faces of death

And i could save you baby But it isn't worth my time
And i could make you chase me for a little price is right


Lyrics (C) Amanda Palmer
Art (C) Me
More of my art is at: http://thylacineteeth.tumblr.com/tagged/my-art