baby, were you satifiednmaybe, you were out of linenall the creatures shriveled up and diednand you smiled because you made themnwith your wicked mindnnfriday you were feeling fine, and now sunday you were surfing timenyou were shaking like a bag of bones, cause your standing to your shoulders in the texas snownnyou can drift on the time zonesnhunching over hanging low, belownits the way of all your weaponsnit makes you slow, it makes you slownyeah (x3)nnbaby, were you satifiednmaybe, you were out of linenall the creatures shriveled up and diednand you smiled because you made themnwith your wicked mind (x5)n