Scarling - Crispin Glover Lyrics
They don't love you anymoreBlood trails black nailsLeave a light onAnd put a key in the back doorYeah, they're laughing at youThey're not laughing with youIt's another guilt slipOn my Freudian tripAnd I think the jokes on meBad seeds grow weedsCrispin GloverI wish you were on my TVGirl Bruise Sad NewsOn her birthdayTurn the channel and you'll seeThat they're laughing at usThey're not laughing with usAnd I think the jokes on meJust another guilt slipOn my Freudian tripAs we choke on the ironyYeah, they're laughing at usThey're not laughing with usAnd God damn the jokes on meJust another drug slipOn my Pagan field tripAre you saint or celebrityCrispin Glover save us all