Anesthesia

Everybody is talking about the girl Who went and killed the delivery man But she looks so kind and gentle, It just doesn't stand to reason I saw her right there just the other night As stately as a slot machine But when she looked my way Something mad as hell came over me Anesthesia, Mona Lisa I've got a little gun, here comes oblivion I never loved you, how did you find me? The cops will never prove complicity Now Anna 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 All good children go to heaven I remember your face that August night When we lied about the beautiful time to come And that crazy old man who came much too late And caused a chain reaction I've been hanging out there for eleven long years Like a church mouse wondering where the cat has gone And looking at you now is driving me to distraction Anesthesia, my Mona Lisa I've got a little gun, here comes oblivion I never loved you, how did you find me? The cops will never prove complicity Now Anna 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 All good children go to heaven