Flys Through The Air With The Greatest Disease

Takes Little Pills And Calls Them Trapeze

I Know You're Right

Everything You Do Is Right

Everything I Do Is True

Bluebell To Hell

Lo And Behold A Girl With A Goal

Looks So Old She's Made Out Of Gold



I Know You're Right

Everything You Do Is Right

Everything I Do Is True

Bluebell To Hell



I Want To Live In The Smallest Corner

In The Densest Mind In The Fuckmost Room

And Sing "The Stars They Swing From

Their Chandelier Strings"



I Know Real Love

You Know Who You Are

You're Deadmeat Motherfucker

You Don't Try To Rape A Goddess



Flys Through The Air With The Greatest Disease

Takes Little Pills And Calls Them Trapeze

I Know You're Right

Everything You Do Is Right

Everything I Do Is True

Bluebell To Hell

You Are So Obvious