"Head Like A Haunted House" lyrics
"Head Like A Haunted House"
Your head's like a haunted house
A tutti frutti written over a caption
Misdiagnosis with-a the most-est
Cue the evil smile
Desperation can lead to madness
De-de-de-degradation is a must
The A-B-C's of leprosy
Need a hand? Take mine
We're subleem, sublime
Fake apologize
Fucks in short supply
Too late, too slick, too young
Gag the bag reflex, spoken tongues
Séance? Say what?
Say man, don't even think about it
Push the pesticide
Xanadus and xana-don'ts
Edumacate me, copulate me
A dirty trick and it's making me sick (Urgh!)
(You okay?) I'm fine
"Let's go" is my sign
We're subleem, sublime
G-g-g-goddamn crime
Tonight
I'm gonna put up a fight
I'm gonna get a reaction that I like
Burn the days
I reject your displays
I demand satisfaction or the knife
To trip the light fantastic, one takes wire on the shins
Petty disguises worn like skins, a distinction, nice
Drink the Kool-Aid and swallow the pill
You say that you don't and you won't, but you will
Busted
Your head's like a haunted house
Peepin' at your mumbo jumbo
Outta sight, go bump in the night
Screwacide
With posterior so superior
Ain't in a race for second place
Circumstances in my pantses
Cumming for action
Girl, I'll blow your mind
Then you will blow mine
We're subleem, sublime
Goin' for a ride
Thanks to Lap Rocket, Dustin for correcting these lyrics.
Writer(s): Michael Shuman, Dean Fertita, Joshua Homme, Troy Van Leeuwen
- AZLyrics
- Q
- Queens Of The Stone Age Lyrics
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