Pretty Lady Lemonade

The stylish kids walk by
With tiger-striped backpacks on
Propaganda stares and waves its hands
Slurring dirty words in sugar tone

The promise ends when the socks collide
One night stand with big tits Mary Jane
Missionary closes church and the bar
Hail Mary blessed with oil ensures the pain

And the steam upon the trains is quickly escalating
The filthy boy swears his soul is bona fide
The fireman says the price is running low
Messing with the Pretty Lady Lemonade

The ruined man tries to sell his share
And he couldn't understand when you refuse
Couldn't see if it was something in his posture or his shirt
Black mouth and a heavy taste
Pulling a Marilyn Monroe on your sons
He says you better shut your mouth before he shuts it down for you

And the steam upon the trains is quickly escalating
The filthy boy swears his soul is bona fide
The fireman says the price is running low
Messing with the Pretty Lady Lemonade

Now you see her face taking off the town
With her nails drowned in black she seems so frail
Girl decided to take a nap over the subway rails
Don't look, don't sip, don't peek, don't mind
Don't fuck, don't feel, don't speak
Don't try

And the steam upon the trains is quickly escalating
The filthy boy swears his soul is bona fide
The fireman says the price is running low
Messing with the Pretty Lady Lemonade



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