Sound asleep till right until day
Frustrated desire turns you away
And turns you insane
Over and over
You get to a point
To make it disappear
And you're always believing
And believing in fear
Over and over
And over and over
And over and over
Marilyn Moore
It's always a headache the size of a tour truck
She's full of disorders, depends what you're used to
She's talking of tranches of truncheons in battle
Of bruises from bottles that never get better
Bad baby b******* she screams at the door
Hammer in hand & her head to the floor
Marilyn Moore
Frustrated desire turns you away
And turns you insane
Over and over
You get to a point
To make it disappear
And you're always believing
And believing in fear
Over and over
And over and over
And over and over
Marilyn Moore
It's always a headache the size of a tour truck
She's full of disorders, depends what you're used to
She's talking of tranches of truncheons in battle
Of bruises from bottles that never get better
Bad baby b******* she screams at the door
Hammer in hand & her head to the floor
Marilyn Moore