Healthy Punk

Then one fine mornin' she puts on a New York station She couldn't believe what she heard at all She started dancin' to that fine fine music You know her life was saved by Rock 'n' Roll

Like when you're looking for your shades Rifling through your pockets And you find them on your face

I'll never leave the canyon 'Cause I'm surrounded on all sides By people writing novels And living on amusement rides

Eddie got slit in the jugular vein And Eddie, I miss you more than all the others, And I salute you brother This song is for you my brother 

Rain will continue.

No, I'm the king of Spain I'm smiling to myself I'm laughing out loud I'll never cry again

There's blood in the streets, it's up to my ankles Blood in the streets, it's up to my knees Blood in the streets in the town of Chicago Blood on the rise, it's following me

D for disaster E for my eyes A for my anger D before I die M for mona O oh good O oh good N for the night

I want to tell her that I love her a lot But I gotta get a bellyful of wine Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl Someday I'm going to make her mine, oh yeah Someday I'm going to make her mine

And I hope the junkyard a few blocks from here Someday burns down And I hope the rising black smoke carries me far away And I never come back to this town again

The best ever death metal band out of Denton Never settled on a name But the top three contenders after weeks of debate Were Satan's Fingers, and The Killers, and The Hospital Bombers

We sit by the water, and feel the ripples of the tide The ocean's dancing with the shoreline, the current swingin’ by