Tire Me

Yeah, ya tryin' to tire me, tire me I can see you in front of me, front of me Ya tryin' to tire me, tire me Why don't you get from in front of me? Oh she's got everyone's eyes (Yeah!) In every home there's a sickening distress (Yeah!) Of roll that film she's a precious, a precious one But we're all gonna... nah, we're already dead! We're already dead! And those colorful words for the, Laos frontiers-man Who passed away with the truth amidst the eulogies of bliss Who will know now what I know about you? Now that history's a flowery cancerous mess Yeah, ya tryin' to tire me (A mess!) Overbearing, yes, ya tryin' to tire me (A mess!) Yeah, ya tryin' to tire me, tire me So get the fuck from in front of me! (Nah, let's see it broken, bloody and undressed!) We're already dead! In a violent time, in a violent time In a violent time, in a violent time In a violent time, in a violent time In a violent time, in a violent time I wanna be Jackie Onassis I wanna wear a pair of dark sunglasses I wanna be Jackie O Oh, oh, oh, please don't die! Yeah, ya tryin' to tire me, tire me I can see you in front of me, front of me Ya tryin' to tire me, tire me Why don't you get from in front of me? We're already dead! We're already dead! We're already dead!