Quixoticelixer - 2006 Remaster

Kick back a little bit just to watch and see
Getting sicker by the minute with debauchery
Whatever your pleasure I′m your punk
On the brink of sinking baby but not yet sunk
How I listened low when you told me
That I was all you had to hold
I wish you were so when you told me
That you were solid gold
Gravity-free is she, look at her
Hottest on a mattress full of anti-matter
You never left at very mellow impressions
Smell or your go to hell expression
Quixoticelixer might
But it will probably not fix your bite
Tell me now, tell me how
Did I your lipstick on my kite

I love this weather, it’s the perfect storm
Just keep it coming, in its perfect form
I love this weather ′cause it keeps me warm
Just keep it coming in its perfect form

Everyday depression in a beautiful dress
Lady made a beautiful mess I guess
Dedicated mind did a medicated state
Is a highly overrated fate
Terrible is a soul
When she told me there is such a thing
Do you know that you glow when you go
From winter in to spring

I love this weather, it’s a perfect storm
Just keep it coming in its perfect form
I love this weather ‘cause it keeps me warm
Just keep it coming in its perfect form

The madder the boy, the sadder the song
That′s a wicked fate but the sick gets strong
Mad boy, sad song
A wicked fate, but the sick gets strong
Nobody′s right and everyone’s wrong
I refuse to punt on fourth and long
Mad boy, sad song
Wicked fate but the sick gets
Kick back a little bit just to watch and see
Getting sicker by the minute with debauchery
Whatever your pleasure I′m your punk
On the brink of sinking baby but not yet sunk
How I listened low when you told me
That I was all you had to hold

I wish you were so when you told me
That you were solid gold
I swear to God I could not hurt you

I’ve got to be inside your virtue
I can′t contain my urge to search you
I stand before you there’s no curfew
I long to be inside your virtue
My heart is swollen when I search you
I swear to God I could not hurt you
My heart is swollen when I search you
I swear to God I could not hurt you

I swear to God I could not hurt you
I′ve got to be inside your virtue
I can’t contain my urge to search you