If all my enemies threw a party
Would you light the candles?
Would you drink the wine?
While watching television?
Watch the animals
All the tragedies
Sell your arteries
And buy my casket gown
It better be black
It better be tight
It better be just my size
I'm stalking these metro malls
And airport halls
And all these schoolgirls say
I'm not asking
You're not telling
He's not dead he only looks that...
Way out nowhere
Take me out there
Far away and save me from my
Self destruction
Hopeless for ya
Sing a song for California
I buy my enemies rope to hang me
And the knives to gang me
You can watch them stab me
On your television
Stalk the halls
Because the bathroom walls
Would have a lot to say
About the lines you're putting down
It better be white
It better be cut
It better be just my size
Until my capillaries
Burst from boredom
I'll be waiting
I'm not laughing
You're not joking
I'm not dead I only dress that
Way out nowhere
Take me out there
Far away and save me from my
Self destruction
Hopeless for ya
Sing a song for California
Wherever you are
Wherever you are
Whoever you are
Whoever you are
LA LA LA LA
Coz we got the bomb, we got the bomb
(LET'S GO!)
We got the bomb, we got the bomb
(LET'S GO!)
We got the bomb, we got the bomb
(LET'S GO!)
We got the bomb, we got the bomb
(LET'S GO!)
Way out nowhere
Take me out there
Far away and save me from my
Self destruction
Hopeless for ya
Sing a song for California
WE GOT THE BOMB!
WE GOT THE BOMB!
WE GOT THE BOMB!
WE GOT THE BOMB!
YOU ARE READING
My Chemical Romance Lyric Booklet
RandomA book full of MCR lyrics. For Bullet-Bringers. For Revenge-Seekers. For Black-Paraders. For Fabulous-Killjoys. For Conventional-Weaponers. Contains lyrics and extra info on major albums :D
