Everybody is talking about the girl Who went and killed the delivery man But she looks so kind and gentle It just doesn't stand to reason
I saw her right there just the other night As stately as a slot machine But when she looked my way something mad As hell came over me
Anesthesia, Mona Lisa, I've got a little gun Here comes oblivion I never loved you, how did you find me? The cops will never prove complicity now
Anna...... All good children go to heaven!
I remember your face that august night When we lied about the beautiful time to come And that crazy old man who came much to late And caused a chain reaction
I've been hanging out there for eleven long years Like a church mouse where the cat has gone And looking at you now Is driving me to distraction
Anesthesia, Mona Lisa, I've got a little gun Here comes oblivion I never loved you, how did you find me? The cops will never prove complicity now
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