...But to be is to have been
I can be quite handy when I want to be
Far or near, she can make us fear
The real memories are the friend you made along the way
A twisted mind unraveled
You've stayed at arm's length
The Kids Aren't Alright
Little shapes of big things to come
Nothing left in the medicine cabinet
The gift of second sight
The show cannot go on
From store to (cage) door
We're connected, you and I
You hit the jackpot
Win a prize every time
You gotta aim high
Ready or not, here I come
Are you taking notes?
You're heading for a shock
Look on the bright side
Survived the most pressing of situations
Sweets for my sweet
Nothing but net (profits)
Rotting from the inside, delicious on the outside
You're not rattled that easily
There's a twinkle in that eye
Playtime's over now
Always ruffling feathers
Just don't open it indoors
You can always call on me
