Album: Battle Hymns for Children Singing
Good times come to me now
Good times come to me now
I ain't lying 'cos there ain't no time
No city
It's a pity 'cos I dress divine
City smokes - people choke
Big meanie he's a genie und we ain't got a hope
No chance - no chance
Well
I feel fine
No it ain't no crime
I was dreamin' of a demon and I ate a dime
The dime floats
The colonel boasts -
Send 'em up the hill boys, this ain't no joke
No chance - no chance - no chance - no chance
Shiny shiny bad times behind me
Shiny shiny sha-na-na-na
Shiny shiny bad times behind me
Shiny shiny bad times behind me
Your sure look fine your shoes they shine
I taste your face your love is mine
Mercury dan with a spikey hand
I'm a hot retard
Marquis de Sade
No chance - no chance - no chance - no chance
Shiny shiny bad times behind me
Shiny shiny bad times behind me
Shiny shiny bad times behind me
Shiny shiny bad times behind me
Saw a cop on the line
Machine gun shine
I was dreaming not believing that I was alive
My mind broke
The cop he choked
Get out of here, boy, or I'll use the colt
No chance - no chance
You sure look fine your shoes they shine
No heat can compete with this blue-eyed liar
The child spoke - 'We ain't got a hope
Press the button
Press the button - it's all remote'
No chance - no chance - no chance - no chance
Shiny shiny bad times behind me
Shiny shiny bad times behind me
Shiny shiny bad times behind me
Shiny shiny bad times behind me