Anesthesia

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, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8

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 wondering 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

Anna, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8

All good children go to heaven

I never loved you

I never loved you

I never loved you

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