Queens Of The Stone Age - Head Like A Haunted House lyrics

Your head's like a haunted house A trutti frutti written over [?] A misdiagnosis [?] the most-est Purely evil smile Desperation can led to madness De-de-degradation is a plus The A-B-Cs of leprosy Need a hand take mine We're supreme, sublime Fake apologize f**s in short supply Too late, too sick, too young Catgut-like reflex of the tongue f**ing jump [?] Don't even think about it Push the pesticide Xana-dos and xana-don'ts Matriculate then copulate me Dirty trick and it's making me sick (You okay?) I'm fine Laughter is my friend With complete supply [?] god damn cry Tonight I'm gonna put up a fight I'm gonna get a reaction that I'm right From the day Slap my dick in his face I demand satisfaction For the night [?] Petty disguises [?] More like skins distinction [?] [?] Drink the kool-aid And swallow the pills 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 I'm a psycho [?] night Suicide Make my cereal so superior And in a race for second place Circumstances in my pants Is calling for action Girl, I'll blow your mind [?] [?] You know I polarize