Sit yourself down, bang out a tune on the grand piano
Sit yourself down, lay languidly down upon that sofa
Oooh isn't it nice, when your heart is made out of ice
Ride, Sally, ride
It's not your time or way of confusion
Ride, Sally, ride
'Cause if you don't, you'll get a contusion
Oooh isn't it nice, when your heart is made out of ice

Sit yourself down, take of your pants
Don't you know this is a party
Sit yourself down
Why do you think we brought all these people, Miss Brandy
Oooh isn't it nice, when your heart is made out of ice
Ride, Sally, ride
It's not your time or way of confusion
Ride, Sally, ride
It's not your time or way of confusion
Oooh isn't it nice
When you find your heart is made out of ice
Ride, Sally ride, ride, ride, ride
Ride, Sally, ride

The stock is empty in our eyeball store
All we got left, a few cataracts and sores
The faggot mimic machine never had an ides
Mission impossible, they self destruct on fear
On a standard N.Y. night ghouls go to see their so called 'stars'
A fairly stupid thing, to pay five bucks for a 4th rate imitation

They say:' I'm so empty, no surface, no depth
Oh please, can't I be you, your personality's so great.'
Like new buildings, square, tall and the same
Sorry, Miss Stupid, didn't you know it was a game
I'm just waiting for them to hurry up and die
It's really getting to crowed here
Help me N.Y. stars

Contributions accepted all the same
We need new people store
Remember, we're very good at games

Jim, livin' with you'd not such fun
You're not not the only one
You don't have the looks
You're not the person that you used to be
And there are people in the street that would go for me

And I said, no, no, no, no, no, baby face
And I said, no, no, no, no, no, baby face

I met you in a bar in L.A., I was not feeling so good
And you made the proper moves, you did everything that you should
But now you're making a mistake
And somebody else will take your place
You're talking drugs over me

And I said, no, no, no, no, no
And I said, no, no, no, no, no
And I said, no, no, no, no, no, baby face
And I said, no, no, no, no, no, baby face

You're not the kind of person that's easy
To live with in a house
I cool all your meals
I make sure that you work out
But lately it's been gettin' so hard
The way you talk, oooh, the way you walk
And I'm not sure exactly what it's all about

And I said, no, no, no, no, no, baby face
And I said, no, no, no, no, no, baby face
And I said, no, no, no, no
And I said, no, no, no, no, oooh, baby face
No, no, baby face
No, no, no, baby face
(you can keep it, just keep it)

The stock is empty in our eyeball store
All we got left, a few cataracts and sores
The faggot mimic machine never had an ides
Mission impossible, they self destruct on fear
On a standard N.Y. night ghouls go to see their so called 'stars'
A fairly stupid thing, to pay five bucks for a 4th rate imitation

They say:' I'm so empty, no surface, no depth
Oh please, can't I be you, your personality's so great.'
Like new buildings, square, tall and the same
Sorry, Miss Stupid, didn't you know it was a game
I'm just waiting for them to hurry up and die
It's really getting to crowed here
Help me N.Y. stars

Contributions accepted all the same
We need new people store
Remember, we're very good at games

All your two-bit psychiatrists are giving you electro shock
They say, they let you live at home, with mom and dad
Instead of mental hospital
But everytime you tried to read a book
You couldn't get to page 17
'Cause you forgot, where you were
So you couldn't even read
Don't you know, they're gonna kill your sons
Don't you know, they're gonna kill, kill your sons
They're gonna kill, kill your sons
Until they run run run run run run run run away

Mom informed me on the phone
She didn't know what to do about dad
Took an axe and broke the table
Aren't you glad you're married
And sister, she got married on the island
And her husband takes the train
He's big and he's fat and he doesn't even have a brain
They're gonna kill your sons
Don't you know, they're gonna kill, kill your sons
Don't you know, they're gonna kill, kill your sons
Until they run away

Creedmore treated me very good
But Paine Whitney was even better
And when I flipped on PHC
I was so sad I didn't even get a letter
All of the drugs, that we took, it really was lots of fun
But when they shoot you up with thorizene on crystal smoke
You choke like a son of a gun
Don't you know, they're gonna kill your sons
Don't you know, they're gonna kill, kill your sons
They're gonna kill, kill your sons
Until they run run run run run run run run away

The stock is empty in our eyeball store
All we got left, a few cataracts and sores
The faggot mimic machine never had an ides
Mission impossible, they self destruct on fear
On a standard N.Y. night ghouls go to see their so called 'stars'
A fairly stupid thing, to pay five bucks for a 4th rate imitation

They say:' I'm so empty, no surface, no depth
Oh please, can't I be you, your personality's so great.'
Like new buildings, square, tall and the same
Sorry, Miss Stupid, didn't you know it was a game
I'm just waiting for them to hurry up and die
It's really getting to crowed here
Help me N.Y. stars

Contributions accepted all the same
We need new people store
Remember, we're very good at games

Sally dances on the floor
She says she can't do it anymore
She walks down St. Marks Place
And eats natural food at my place

Sally can't dance no more, she can't get off of the floor
Sally can't dance no more
They found her in the trunk of a ford
Oooh, she can't dance no more

Sally is loosing her face
She lives on St., Marks Place
In a rent-controlled appartment, eighty dollars a month
She has lots of fun, she has lots of fun

But, Sally can't dance no more
Sally can't dance no more
She took too much meth and can't get off the floor
Now Sally, she can't dance no more

She was the first girl in the neighbourhood
To wear tied-dyed pants, ah, like she should
She was the first girl that I ever seen
That had flowers painted on her jeans
She was the first girl in her neighbourhood
That got raped on Tompkins Square real good
Now she wears a sword, like Napoleon
And she kills the boys and acts like a son

Sally can't dance no more, Sally can't dance no more
She can't get herself off the floor, Sally, she can't dance no more

Sally became a big model, she moved up to eighties and park
She had a studio appartment and that's where she used to ball
Folk singers, and that's where she used to ball folk singers

Sally can't dance no more, Sally can't get off of the floor
She can't dance no more, Sally can't dance

She knew all the right people, she went to Le Jardin
She danced with Picasso's illegitimate mistress
And wore Kenneth Lane jewels - it's trash -

But - Sally can't dance no more, she can't get off of the floor
Sally can't dance no more, Sally can't dance

Billy was a good friend of mine
We grew up together ever since we were nine
We went to school, he was my best friend
And I thought our friendship would never end

In highschool he played football
And me, I didn't do anything at all
He made touch-downs, while I played pool
And no one could figure out, which one of us was the fool

Then we both went to collage
He studied medicine, while I studied foilage
He got "A's", and I got "D's"
He was going for his P.H.D.
The I decided to drop out
Then I decided to drop out
Things were getting a little to hot

Billy stayed there, became an intern, then a doctor
Then war broke out and he had to go
But not me, I was mentally unfit or so they say, so, so

When he came back, he wasn't quite the same
His nerves were shot, but not me
Last time I saw him, I couldn't take it anymore
He wasn't the Billy I knew, it was like talking to a door

Billy was a friend of mine
I grew up with him ever since we were nine
We went together to school
And now I often wonder, which one of us was the fool

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