Animals + Insects - The Stills

I stumble out of a night club thinking,

«Animals and insects don’t do drugs.»

I think I’ll go out and act like I’m celibate

Jingle bells and a Christmas choir

I softly kick a dog in the teeth

But he can’t beat me down

Blood streaming from the palms of my feet

I’ll bring the heavens down screaming with me Oh my God…

I’ll shake my cutie pie fist at a waitress

When I’m sick of the way that I’ve been

I think I’ll go out and act like I’m celibate

Throw grenades at a Christmas choir

Oh my God…