Long Strange Trip To Paradise (Polkadot Cadaver)

Born in a coffin with lipstick on your cheek I can't look away, I can't look away Where have you been all night? Your eyes are swollen shut You can't see a thing now can you? Valley girls in love with the decadence Blindfolded, purging up the vanity A kiss like a near death experience (Sitting in the backseat of my daddy's car) Oh yeah! Buy the ticket, Buy the ticket, take the ride On a long strange trip to paradise Buy the ticket, Buy the ticket, take the ride The pleasure's yours and the the pain's all mine Rosemary's baby is rockin' in the cradle Eyes wide and staring like she's hypnotized Jacob's ladder is leaning up against the wall (Every time I try climbing it, I fall) Valley girls in love with the decadence Blindfolded, purging up the vanity A kiss like a near death experience (Sitting in the backseat of my daddy's car) Oh yeah! Buy the ticket, Buy the ticket, take the ride On a long strange trip to paradise Buy the ticket, Buy the ticket, take the ride The pleasure's yours and the the pain's all mine Looking at you now I see You're barely breathin', yeah you're barely breathin' now You're barely breathin', yeah you're barely breathin' now Peggy Sue, what the hell's gotten into you? Call 911 for the 666, yeah Call 911 for the 666, yeah Dancing with the Devil's wife, Begging her to take your life Vapid little vampire Is all staring at my jugular We've made the nightly news, And there's no way that we can lose Smiling slave all dressed in leather, What's your poison, what's your pleasure? Buy the ticket, Buy the ticket, take the ride On a long strange trip to paradise Buy the ticket, Buy the ticket, take the ride The pleasure's yours and the the pain's all mine Looking at you now I see You're barely breathin', yeah you're barely breathin' now You're barely breathin', yeah you're barely breathin' now Peggy Sue, what the hell's gotten into you? Call 911 for the 666, yeah Call 911 for the 666, yeah Mascara's running in a marathon, Palm reading hands across America Sleep tight, loose lips are sinking ships I'd kill just to be in your arms again