Ill In The Head
Dead Kennedys Lyrics
Ill In The Head Lyrics
Ill In The Head by Dead Kennedys
Little gardens grow
They grow very wide
They grow very tall
Why am I alive
Urban wonderland
By the fence I stand
In and out of hand
There are many paths
Dripping dark so dense
Do not enter here
Enter over there
People closing in
Barking at my mind
Shoving me to wine
I want all alone
I want my own home
I want my own girl
Help me hate the world
Own and love my life
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