Previously on Kids Get Hit by Buses...

If we search for a melody
In this whole wide world
I doubt we'll find anything
When the good that we think exists
Gets washed out
All that's left are the same dead...

You and I are the same
No good has-beens
What luck
Staring at the computer screen
For hours and hours and hours
Without a thing

I'm just messin' around

"Turn on the magical shining light"
No black paper guides
I do what I like
With Lite Brite

Kids get hit by buses
"Bye children" said their mothers
The hospital will fix their wounds
But who will eat their lunches

Get jammin'
What is takin' so long?
Get dancin'
Yeah you know you want it

I kinds like it when I lose until I've had it
I take dissapointment and turn it into magic

I'm not gonna be here for long
This sucker's done no one harm
And everybody's so down
I see no reason to

What's it to you bitch if I support the candy industry?
I think you need to take your shit and get away from me
I'm tryin' to eat this I don't need your fucking commentary
"This is a library"

I got something for ya
Dancing in angora
The world famous director:
Ed D. Wood
All the big companies
All they love is money
But nobody loves
The silver screen like...

Eddie, Eddie, Eddie
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah


...time of your life

Lyrics submitted by steffanie-anne

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