Molly Ringwald doesn’t like to be at home She doesn’t want to have to put her life on hold She’s the one that doesn’t like to do what’s told She’s a women in the sense she thinks she’s old Molly Ringwald, how did she become so bold? Molly Ringwald is so full of angst today She loves to dive in headlong »
Lucky Stars Love… You’ve been illogical You’ve been insensible Love you’ve made me cry Love you’ve made me shout And then you’ve made me smile Love… You’ve been untraceable You’ve been unplentiful Love you’ve made me lie Love you’ve made me pout And then you’ve made me sigh Love… You’ve been so vengeful You’ve been so unhelpful Love you’ve made me cry Love you’ve locked me out But then again I’m so satisfied Bridge She »
Middle Of The Sun These paints of seeming plight and ill repute Are yellow in their fright of solitude Where once sealed in a jar Have now exploded on the walls Of my womb, for me to rue These figures I have clipped into cartoons Are so representative of my gloom Well I’d love to paste them all Against my big black splattered wall Of »
I know exactly how you feel And I’d like to be the one To help you in your grave ordeal But the angel draws a gun They know it’s easy to conceal All the evils they have done They use their halos as a shield And they rape you with their swords They like to spread their wings of zeal Then they teach that »
So your boyfriend gives you drugs And you think that you’re in love Well your boyfriend’s just a brown thug When he beats you in the face Just to keep you in disgrace Do you think that you’re in love now? When you’re puking out your lungs And your shitting out your guts Did you think it would be fun now? When you’re blowing »
