Rules for Mules - Piebald

Gotta clean my mouth out with soap

I gotta stop swearing, I gotta stop swearing

Gotta clean my eyes out with dirt

I gotta stop staring, I gotta stop staring

English was made to be rhymed

Or made to be destroyed, Or made to be destroyed

Organized organism

Don’t ruffle the feathers

Don’t ruffle the feathers

Don’t touch a thing

Call shotgun babe and we can bust out of this popsicle stand

Everything good comes to an end

The saddest and happiest day you will miss that eventually

This white christmas is too much for me It’s not what you look like

It’s who you look like

It’s who you look like

If silence is a crime

Then everything’s guilty

Everything’s guilty

Wish that I’d met her sooner

Wish that I could consume her

Mistress of Luna

Mistress of Luna

Take care of yourself

Call shotgun babe and we can bust out of this popsicle stand

Everything good comes to an end

The saddest and happiest day you will miss that eventually

This white christmas is too much for me