Monster lyrics
Written by Gerry Beckley, ©1977
Found on Harbor. The monster exposed himself from underground Burning his face as he ran through the town Hoping the patrons just don't hear a sound Heart, court and harmony just ain't the same My black and their green playing some games I've got all these pictures I just need the frames These are the things that you'll never do Feeding the wife on the phone And there you are, all on your own Red and blue, I want to like a hole in the head It slopes in the middle and is stopping them dead I'd like to help them; I've already said These are the things that you'll never do Running away from your home And there you are, all on your own Mm, mm. Mm, mm.
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