Songtext von Into Everything

Quarter slot, the picture's hot You can be so damn ugly Flickering is sickening the show Sexual intellectual Feel so raw makes me crazy Pocket full of quarters left to go I said I'm fine Work the line Punch the clock it never meant that much Wake up, wake up it's here again Whiskey shot Drink it up One more bottle just to wash the cut away Into everything My wife's alone, the kids at home She can be so damn ugly Her face is blurred without a word to say I spray the dream with gasoline Just one match, be so easy Splatterings of you along the way I said I'm fine Kill the line Punch the clock it never meant that much Wake up, wake up it's here again On a whim, stole the car Heard the shot ring out it seemed so far away Into everything Quarter slot, the picture's hot You can be so damn ugly Flickering is sickening the show Sexual intellectual Feel so raw makes me crazy Pocket full of quarters left to go