Cellophane Boy
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Crazy Town - Decorated

Nothing comes from no where

One thing remains and I swear

Nail polish cellophane hair

Bleached, blonde burned down to the brain

I can't complain there's no shame in no fame

And still it all remains the same

And I want this game over

It's a fight to let this life pass by you

And I try to stay sober

And I got pills for the pain (pills for the pain)

Deep down inside I've got to chill and refrain (I'm going insane)

These crazy thoughts are running round in my brain

They're leading me to places decorated in flames

Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames

I'm highly decorated

It's decorated in flames

Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames

Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames

Who you motherfuckers think you are

Crazy Town hit 'em hard like like our boy Bernard

Clentched fists as I pace the yard

So many tatoos I ain't got no room for scars

Escaped them all make a brother break the law

Skip trial and escape tomorrow

Till I end up in the courtroom

White chucks, Hair spiked up

With my double fat laces on

And I want this game over

It's a fight to let this life pass by you

And try to stay sober

Till the weed and the pipe with the Ley came over

Till we fail again its pales of hen

So many tattoos the feds can't see my skin

So I think about my sell again

And my friends do you realize what kind of hell I'm in

And I got pills for the pain (pills for the pain)

Deep down inside I've got to chill and refrain (I'm going insane)

These crazy thoughts are running round in my brain

They're leading me to places decorated in flames

Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames

I'm highly decorated

It's decorated in flames

Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames

Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames

Tire tracks running down my veins

Dirty black slacks with the chrome heart chain

Got a record so dope they got to cut it the cane

I know you konw the face do you know the name

I know you seen the stars in the magazines

Got drug dealers, street hookers, crooks, and fiends

Me I'm hooked on the Kush smoking northern green

Catching cheap thrills off the pills I fiend

Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames

I'm highly decorated

It's decorated in flames

Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames

Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames

Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames

I'm highly decorated

It's decorated in flames

Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames

Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames

END

Crazy Town - Decorated

Nothing comes from no where

One thing remains and I swear

Nail polish cellophane hair

Bleached, blonde burned down to the brain

I can't complain there's no shame in no fame

And still it all remains the same

And I want this game over

It's a fight to let this life pass by you

And I try to stay sober

And I got pills for the pain (pills for the pain)

Deep down inside I've got to chill and refrain (I'm going insane)

These crazy thoughts are running round in my brain

They're leading me to places decorated in flames

Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames

I'm highly decorated

It's decorated in flames

Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames

Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames

Who you motherfuckers think you are

Crazy Town hit 'em hard like like our boy Bernard

Clentched fists as I pace the yard

So many tatoos I ain't got no room for scars

Escaped them all make a brother break the law

Skip trial and escape tomorrow

Till I end up in the courtroom

White chucks, Hair spiked up

With my double fat laces on

And I want this game over

It's a fight to let this life pass by you

And try to stay sober

Till the weed and the pipe with the Ley came over

Till we fail again its pales of hen

So many tattoos the feds can't see my skin

So I think about my sell again

And my friends do you realize what kind of hell I'm in

And I got pills for the pain (pills for the pain)

Deep down inside I've got to chill and refrain (I'm going insane)

These crazy thoughts are running round in my brain

They're leading me to places decorated in flames

Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames

I'm highly decorated

It's decorated in flames

Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames

Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames

Tire tracks running down my veins

Dirty black slacks with the chrome heart chain

Got a record so dope they got to cut it the cane

I know you konw the face do you know the name

I know you seen the stars in the magazines

Got drug dealers, street hookers, crooks, and fiends

Me I'm hooked on the Kush smoking northern green

Catching cheap thrills off the pills I fiend

Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames

I'm highly decorated

It's decorated in flames

Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames

Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames

Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames

I'm highly decorated

It's decorated in flames

Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames

Dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-dec-decorated in flames

END

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