My Brother, The Astronaut letra

I searched 'psychiatry' and surveyed the facts, $83 billion say Americans can't relax
I understand completely but I'd rather not ask, I clear the cobwebs from the corners and dispose of the vacuum bag

You're English, you'll be fine

Well Getchoo! Getchoo! Getchoo! But it's all downhill from here

This cabin fever, the shocks and the shivers, intoxicant rivers through binge drinker's livers
There's acres of dead space cadets, they're gonna need therapy with your last breath, sigh:
Thanks for the memory but it was getting in the way lately
Here's to the memory but if it's not killing me it doesn't bother me

Forty yard pass through the graveyard, what I can't catch is all you get! Acres of dead space cadets

Elle Milano - Letras

• All American Pt 1
• Amphetamine Skyrocket
• And All The Good People Will Go To Heaven
• B-b-burn The Bigger Picture
• Believe Your Own Hype, Always
• Bunny Gun
• Busy Busy Busy
• Carousels
• Chess Tragedy
• Concrete Kerb
• Curiosity Killed The Popstar
• Girlscout Up Late Doing Her Homework
• Good People Go To Heaven
• I Know It's Good But I'm Playing It Down
• Juliette's Dead
• Katsuki And The Stilletoed Stranger
• Killin' Time
• Laughing All The Way To The Plank
• Meanwhile In Hollywood...
• Melanie, You're Melting
• Men Are Bastards
• My Brother, The Astronaut
• Oh Society! Look What You've Done
• Ooo Beyonce Baby
• Poet And A Man Of The People
• Private Thoughts
• R.I.P La Presidente
• Ringtone Advertising Director
• Shit Scene Song
• Showroom Furniture
• Stepkids In Love
• Sunshine In Happyland
• Swearing's For Art Students
• The Choreographer
• The Great Gulf
• The Nightclub Is Over
• Think Pink Lipstick
• This Is How It Ends
• Wonderfully Wonderful (All The Time)