ANESTHESIA Everybody is talking about the girl Who went and killed the delivery man, But she looks so kind and gentle, It just doesn't stand to reason, I saw her right there just the other night As stately as a slot machine, But when she looked my way something mad As hell came over me, Anesthesia, Mona Lisa, I've got a little gun, Here comes oblivion, I never loved you, how did you find me? The cops will never complicity now, Anna . . . All good children go to heaven! I remember your face that august night When we lied about the beautiful time to come And that crazy old man who came much to late And caused a chain reaction, I've been hanging out there for eleven long years Like a church mouse where the cat has gone, And looking at you now Is driving me to distraction.
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