Where Boys Fear To Tread - Smashing Pumpkins
Candy cane walks down
To build a bonfire
To break my fall
My baby my sweet thing
Just maybe we
Could lose ourselves this time
King of the horseflies
Dark prince of death
His tragic forces are heaven sent
In sweet things
In a lovers breath
In knowing this was meant to be the last
A go-go-kids
A go-go-style
A suck suck suck kiss
A suck suck suck smile
As always in young need
A veiled promise to never die
On dead highways
Her black beauties roam
For june angels
So far from home
For a love lost
A faded picture
To tread lightning
So get on get on get on the bomb
Get back get back where you belong
So get on get on get on the bomb
Get back get back
Where you belong
So get on get on get on the bomb
Get back get back
Where you belong
So get on get on