he was the satisfied employee lots of so hard work and no salary the quickly thrown out

Christmas tree what about all the loving and the sympathy you're just a disappointed little birthday child although your presents didn't please you and you start to cry and tonight, what are you going to do tonight?

Drive dead slow cause the road is slippy

Drive dead slow 'cause it's still slippy keep it so low tonight she's the comedian queen with a cruel joke a false alarm and a poisoned coke the relentless killer without regrets and none of us phone to say: what a threat

She wheels you out,