song lyrics Me And Howard Hughes lyrics
Hand me down a strong panacea, One that s guaranteed to make me feel like Hercules, There s flies everywhere, buzzing in the air, Filling my body with filth and disease....and I think,
He thinks he should develop a complex, He thinks that he really owes it to himself, His friends ll all say he s looking sick and unhealthy An then he can wallow in sweet self-neglect
Oh oh yeah...he s gonna
Lock himself up in his room Shutter the windows and bolt all the doors, Wrap himself round in his Wall Street cocoon He s painting the ceiling, the walls and the floor,
He s gonna lock himself up in his room And when he emerges have a new change of style, He keeps saying things like it s me and Howard Hughes You d wana watch out for that dangerous smile.
Oh, oh yeah.... song lyrics
|