there must be something we can eat
maybe find another lover
should I fly to Los Angeles
find my asshole brother
micky mouse has grown up a cow
dave's on sale again
we kissy kiss in the rear view
we're so board
you're to blame
raindogs howl for the century
a million dollars at steak
as you search for your demi-god
and you fake with a saint
there's no sex in your violence
there's no sex in your violence
try to see it once my way
everything zen
everything zen
i don't think so
zen zen zen zen
i don't think so
i don't belive that elvis is dead
i don't belive that elvis is dead
i don't belive that elvis is, elvis is
there's no sex in you violence
