Chemical Lady lyrics

Living in a city named after what some people call angels Laughing after nothing, my whole life seems so in vain Dig peaches working in an alley, some say that she's lazy Smoking whiskey, talking shit and pissing off all my friends Slow way down You might as well be free, yeah Slow way down Even now, you might as well be free, yeah Tilley's in the back room, fleecing everybody, she's wasted Sue sells a quarter of soul for less than half of a dime, yeah And I'm wondering how it's all tying to the things I've done lately My chemical lady, she's with me, baby, all the time Slow way down You might as well be free, yeah Slow way down Even now, you might as well be free, yeah Slow way