Your heads and teeth
Got nowhere to go
other than shows
Could never love
And the Psycho-Mafia
I'm talking about love
Psycho-Mafia
No soul in discos
No rock in the clubs
Bullheads in the pubs
And the city jobs
Could never love
And the Psycho-Mafia
Could never love
Psycho-Mafia
Psycho-Mafia
Psycho-Mafia
'Cho Mafia
'Cho Mafia
Spit in the streets
Your heads and teeth
Our eyes are red
Our brains are dead
Going on about drugs
Psycho-Mafia
Could never love
Psycho-Mafia
Spit on the streets Your heads and teeth Got nowhere to go other than shows Could never love And the Psycho-Mafia I'm talking about love Psycho-Mafia No soul in discos No rock in the clubs Bullheads in the pubs And the city jobs Could never love And the Psycho-Mafia Could never love Psycho-Mafia Psycho-Mafia Psycho-Mafia 'Cho Mafia 'Cho Mafia Spit in the streets Your heads and teeth Our eyes are red Our brains are dead Going on about drugs Psycho-Mafia Could never love Psycho-Mafia Explain Request ×
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