Lyrics Codeine, Glue, And You - Chemlab

Codeine, Glue, And You

My fire’s burning low
As my song grinds out on the radio
I just want to move you slow and low
And shoot my eight-ball in the corner pocket hole
«Life's a gas» or so it seems
You know I blow a fuse when you come in my dreams
I’ve got this fear no kiss can cover
I know we need no help to hurt each other
If six were nine, I’d lose my mind
Yeah, I’d go crazy for you all of the time
Please little motor-head don’t you whine
There’ll be some peace at the end of the line
If six were nine
If six were nine
If six were nine
If six were nine
If six…
If six were nine, I’d lose my mind
Yeah, I’d go crazy for you all of the time
Please little motor-head don’t you whine
There’ll be some peace at the end of the line
If six were nine
If six were nine
If six were nine
If six were nine
If six…
Demolition — delicious — devil-licious — don’t listen
Don’t live sick — devil lives sick — devil loves sick — devil loves sex
Devil loves it — don’t you love it — don’t lip sync — devil lovin'
Don’t lock it — unlock it — unlucky — don’t love sex
Don’t hate sex — don’t you hate sex — don’t hate sex — don’t hate sex
You don’t hate sex — don’t hate sex…
Like a shot of speedway methadrine
Coming on like a hot-head machine
She’s my only teenage dream —
If you know what I mean
If six were nine, I’d lose my mind
Yeah, I’d go crazy for you all of the time
Please little motor-head don’t you whine
There’ll be some peace at the end of the line
Don’t hate sex…