Текст песни The Ceiling Is Bendin'

Well, it's midnight in a liquor store
In Texas on Halloween
Salvador Dali watches
From his window in a dream
Jesus is a rock star
Who destroys all he sees
Godzilla is a cowboy
Who is dressed up as a queen

She isn't as depressed as she used to be
Come on over here, my dear

Well, I hold my head real still
So I can't see very far
They got all these VietnameseFlame 314 - The Ceiling Is Bendin' - http://ru.motolyrics.com/flame-314/the-ceiling-is-bendin-lyrics.html
Heads stuffed into jars
They got all these things
That make them look like they're way in
They use polythene plastics
On their bods instead of skin

If I had someone to talk to
I wouldn't mind so much
But it takes so long to get there
Can't remember where I was
And I wouldn't mind to talk to you
Even if I could
The ceiling is bendin' on my telephone
Everything's gettin' weird
And my skin falls from my bones