Once I had a friend called Oliver Twisted,
Who used to think he was a brand and gifted,
Stupendisly handsome, Beautifully smart,
He had no heart.
On his own he was all alone,
He wanted more than he ever got.
Once I had a friend called Oliver Twisted,
Who took life so slow that he occasionally missed it,
Permanently senseless, never on his brain, he had no brain.
Once I had a friend called Oliver Twisted,
Who lived on the edge or so he insisted,
Inteligently careless, hated rock and roll, he had no soul.
1 | Son Of A Gun |
2 | Sex With An X |
3 | Jesus Wants Me For A Sunbeam |
4 | Monsterpussy |
5 | I Hate The '80s |
6 | High Tide Low Tide |
7 | Rory Rides Me Raw |
8 | Dum-Dum |
9 | Crazy Lady |
10 | Sex Sux (Amen) |