Dead Cross
Nightclub Canary
Nightclub canary
Nightclub canary
You are a purple-haired tooth-fairy, in a world where everything's a remake
Nightclub canary
Nightclub canary
Fluffy feathers up in the sky
How'd you meet that fuckin' guy?
Nightclub canary
Nightclub canary
Your mother is a sequel, your dad is a prequel, and then there's you
Nightclub canary
Nightclub canary
The movie went a reel too long
A Vince Neil who sang too many songs
Nightclub canary
Nightclub canary
Like a turd on a ceiling fan
Twist and shout like a girly-man
I'm hired by myself to lie for a living, to sing like a canary
Not well-versed in the art of giving
Truth, blu-tooth, tiger sooth and porn fling
Back to the teenage goof who jumped off the roof
Help me with the art of shining, birdie hero knifing