What do you call someone who flares up at you this second and then is all coy and nice the very 5 minutes into the future? Such that you are stumped and blur and whatever not for the next 5 hours. Thinking and thinking as to what is happening?
Schizo?
Psycho?
Mood-swinger?
PMSing?
Nah, just a woman.
Man, do I love women.
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Schizo?
Psycho?
Mood-swinger?
PMSing?
Nah, just a woman.
Man, do I love women.
Must have been the devil
Believe that woman has gone mad
Must a been the devil
Believe that woman has gone mad
Nothing' but the devil
Change my baby's mind
Nothing but the devil
Change my baby's mind
Something's wrong 'cause my mind is fading
And everywhere I look there's a dead end waiting
Temperature's dropping at the rotten oasis
Stealing kisses from the leperous faces
Heads are hanging from the garbage man trees
Mouthwash jukebox gasoline
Crystals are pointing at a poor man's pockets
Smiling eyes ripping out of his sockets
Got a devil's haircut in my mind
Got a devil's haircut in my mind
Love machines on the sympathy crutches
Discount orgies on the dropout buses
Hitching a ride with the bleeding noses
Coming to town with the brief case blues
Something's wrong 'cause my mind is fading
Ghetto-blasting disintegrating
Rock 'n' roll, know what I'm saying
And everywhere I look there's a devil waiting
Got a devil's haircut in my mind
beck, devil got my woman, devil's haircutBelieve that woman has gone mad
Must a been the devil
Believe that woman has gone mad
Nothing' but the devil
Change my baby's mind
Nothing but the devil
Change my baby's mind
And the only way I can respond is:
Something's wrong 'cause my mind is fading
And everywhere I look there's a dead end waiting
Temperature's dropping at the rotten oasis
Stealing kisses from the leperous faces
Heads are hanging from the garbage man trees
Mouthwash jukebox gasoline
Crystals are pointing at a poor man's pockets
Smiling eyes ripping out of his sockets
Got a devil's haircut in my mind
Got a devil's haircut in my mind
Love machines on the sympathy crutches
Discount orgies on the dropout buses
Hitching a ride with the bleeding noses
Coming to town with the brief case blues
Something's wrong 'cause my mind is fading
Ghetto-blasting disintegrating
Rock 'n' roll, know what I'm saying
And everywhere I look there's a devil waiting
Got a devil's haircut in my mind
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