Raygun lyrics

Venus was a fly trap
The man you loved devoured
I used to dream about your sister
Standing in the shower
But I was never cool
You thought I was a cowboy
I wonder where my gun is
Can you spare a bullet senorita?

I will always be the worst

Generation X-wing
That's got to be the death star
I used to dream about the future
I used to dream about a lot of things
But I was never cool

Shoot me with your raygun
Full of holes so the daylight can get to what's dark
I remain trapped inside your body
The vice above your head
The hole inside your heart
Shoot me with your raygun
Full of night and daylight savings
Armour me with futile aspirations
The knives of many nations
A shovel and some dirt

Digging down you'll find you're old inside

Shoot me with your raygun

So long Mrs. Smith
This spring I think that I should go
I have had enough of this
And this place ain't what it was before
When I was young nine thirty was late enough
And the sky was angel dust
A dead top trio of criminal saints
To worship at Wong's
Would you say that we were wrong?

So long Mrs. Smith
This spring I think that I should go
I have had enough of this
I'm going down to Edison