Fallacies

Black is the color and beauty is the game
The beasties come to get me
But I don't feel their pain
The hotel sign is flickering
It beckons from above
The master of my own domain
I sow my seeds of love
Your eyes burn like daggers through the triumph of my will
Your hands they smell like gasoline
They cause my love to spill
Fallacies
Fallacies
All your lies won't set you free
Fallacies
Fallacies
The windy wind is blowing and the bed springs creek their tune
My cup is over flowing
Shooting putty at the moon
At the crystal palace where I try to make my stand
My girls all call you Yokels
Say you're gonna kill the band
Work makes three they're telling me
I've got no place to start
Oh, how do I escape you little Fuhrer of my heart?
Fallacies
Fallacies
None for you and ten for me
All your lies won 't set you free
From Fallacies......
Black is the color and beauty is the game
The beasties come to get me
But I can't feel their pain
I like my Funyuns salty
Like my Jolly Ranchers grape
Can't say I really dig the way my brain you tried to rape
I hang out 'though I know I waste my everlasting soul
Cause I love your crabby panties and you pack a righteous bowl
Fallacies, fallacies, fallacies......
Fallacies, fallacies, fallacies......
Wars and conflicts (Fallacies)
Clowns and convicts (Fallacies)
Planets dying (Fallacies)
Mulitplying (Fallacies)
Popes and bankers
Spilling tankers,Excuse my manners
Here comes the hammer !!!
'It's all one big fallacy yo.'