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Suicide Kid Video (MV)




Performed By: Roland Dixon
Language: English
Length: 4:27
Written by: Roland Dixon




Roland Dixon - Suicide Kid Lyrics
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I went out with the vampires
Underneath the old king's bridge
Cotton Mouth asked the suicide kid,
Does anybody got a fridge
Anybody got a fridge
We went into a basement,
It smelled like gasoline
And we all got high off of scents that rose
From the perfume magazine
From the perfume magazine
Everybody left except for me
And a girl called Molly Rose
We laid upon the couch that night
In our least expensive clothes
In our very cheapest clothes
Well, I thought I was Henry Miller,
Because I couldn't never settle down
Maybe I was Magellan instead
Because I proved the world is round
I proved the world is round
Well, I fell in with an aristocrat,
She pulled a handle from between her legs
I get just a little bit teary-eyed,
Wondering where I must have hit my head
I wonder where I hit my head
Well, we met up at the graveyard,
Laid down in our graves
And we each got up and said a few words
And we went our separate ways
And we went our separate ways
I called you from the other side,
There was nothing that I wanted to know
Yeah, but I wanted just a little taste of what we had
In that basement a long time ago
In that basement a long, long, long time ago
Cotton Mouth I forget to dial
With Suicide Kid I get the tone
Molly Rose, she don't even answer no more
Ain't nobody home
There ain't nobody home
Well, the moment it must have passed me by,
I'm beginnin' to hate this place
Well, the boss is here cause the manager died--
Wipe that grin off your face
Wipe that shit eating grin off your face
And I stumbled by the graveyard
I laid down by his grave
I whisper when I speak of her
I dream about her when it rains
I dream about her when it rains
This rotten damn world is fallin' apart
Where's God's almighty hand
I'm tied to Saint Louis Now
No matter where I am
No matter where I am
(Christine reads me headlines)
I'm never gonna make it through this, you know
I don't remember how young I was, but it seems so long ago
Oh, it seems so long ago
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English

I went out with the vampires
Underneath the old king's bridge
Cotton Mouth asked the suicide kid,
Does anybody got a fridge
Anybody got a fridge
We went into a basement,
It smelled like gasoline
And we all got high off of scents that rose
From the perfume magazine
From the perfume magazine
Everybody left except for me
And a girl called Molly Rose
We laid upon the couch that night
In our least expensive clothes
In our very cheapest clothes
Well, I thought I was Henry Miller,
Because I couldn't never settle down
Maybe I was Magellan instead
Because I proved the world is round
I proved the world is round
Well, I fell in with an aristocrat,
She pulled a handle from between her legs
I get just a little bit teary-eyed,
Wondering where I must have hit my head
I wonder where I hit my head
Well, we met up at the graveyard,
Laid down in our graves
And we each got up and said a few words
And we went our separate ways
And we went our separate ways
I called you from the other side,
There was nothing that I wanted to know
Yeah, but I wanted just a little taste of what we had
In that basement a long time ago
In that basement a long, long, long time ago
Cotton Mouth I forget to dial
With Suicide Kid I get the tone
Molly Rose, she don't even answer no more
Ain't nobody home
There ain't nobody home
Well, the moment it must have passed me by,
I'm beginnin' to hate this place
Well, the boss is here cause the manager died--
Wipe that grin off your face
Wipe that shit eating grin off your face
And I stumbled by the graveyard
I laid down by his grave
I whisper when I speak of her
I dream about her when it rains
I dream about her when it rains
This rotten damn world is fallin' apart
Where's God's almighty hand
I'm tied to Saint Louis Now
No matter where I am
No matter where I am
(Christine reads me headlines)
I'm never gonna make it through this, you know
I don't remember how young I was, but it seems so long ago
Oh, it seems so long ago
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