Marilyn Monroe

It's all in a heartbeat
It's all in a whole slow
It's jut like the fever
Pay for nothing at all
Well it's just like the movies
Go straight to America
Stocking up on ephra
Know nothing at all
Well I've been in a heartache
I go where I'm rolling
I feel like nothing
No nothing at all
Well I know nothing
No see no nothing at all
When the beat of the drum
Gets you down
Kicks you back up
Well it's just like the movies
Sitting in a whole slow
It's just like the fever
Hit out on the cold
Well I'm just like a grown up
I'm just like a hollow
I feel like the fever
That hit Marilyn Monroe
Well I know nothing
No see no nothing at all
When the beat of the drum
Gets you down
Kicks you back up
Well I know nothing
No see no nothing at all
When the beat of the drum
Gets you down
Kicks you back up
Well it's just like the movies
Birds are dinosaurs Julius Caesar
I ' m a paint my face red
A stab in the back
I'm the god of mars
And then here comes Peter
All thy got to say is
You ain't coming back
Birds are dinosaurs Julius Caesar
I' m a paint my face red
A stab in the back
I'm the god of mars
And then here comes Peter
All thy got to say is
You ain't coming back
Birds are dinosaurs Julius Caesar
I' m a paint my face red
A stab in the back
I'm the god of mars
And then here comes Peter
All thy got to say is
You ain't coming back