Lyrics

(I'm not used to this. I like it because it's different.) (I'm not used to this.) She had a few problems To name a few She saddled them up and then Like a bird, she flew I'm not buying this Mr. Psychiatrist Let's [?] them tonight You've got a problem, that's right Hey, so we made the flag burn We were very inventive With no money down With factory-to-dealer incentive You got a notion to A [?] of horseshit And I don't subscribe No, I, I don't subscribe So bring all your next of kin to this Extra-spеcial execution Word got around, and you got around I know something [?] going around January, Fеbruary March, baby; April, maybe Maybe, maybe, June, July August sky, September Remember, talked it over In October or November December, December December, December So we made the flag burn We thought it was the answer We sought refuge in other places Like tipping topless dancers So we made the flag burn Like all good children do With a pivoted U-turn When I tried to reach you