5:24
Written By Hole
Performed By Hole
Located On "Pretty On The Inside"
Lyrical Copy By Kiran Parghi
Sorry man sorry sorry I've got a bad I should've looked at it
I should've looked at it go go away go away
The sugar star the sugar star and hey your pushing it still hey
You want her on the bed with her legs wide open and here eyes are spread
Listen with punch her balls off
Mrs. jones aww mrs. jones aww
Cry me a river but just take me home
Mrs. jones aww mrs. jones
Sorry man I g
Tortured By The Pain lyrics

I live with her
Blocks from the bay
Terri would end up lying on the couch throughout the day
Asked tier for my money
She blew up in my face
Spent the next half hour on my knees wiping her face
She grows wild I know but
I'm no
otta a gut slit me fucking ran away with my abortionist
My little eyes blacked you know gizzed with
The knife they used to gut my face in
It's been out stabbing baby baby angels in
Smile smile
The skies a narcotic with us black jack bones
Ohh mrs. jones please mrs. jones my virus is raging
It's breaking my balls off mrs. jones please mrs. jones
Die so I I will i will follow you down the sick drain
When I lean on huh the sink don't worry don't worry don't worry baby
You will you will never stink so bad whoa
Sor
A Question Of Heaven lyrics

The time is close now, the end is near
My walk through the valley, trails of fear
I feel empty, my penance overdue
I guess it's too late now
To be with you
I'm extremely frightened of what will surely be
I sold myself, the de
y man I'm sorry I shouldn't have looked at it I'm sorry man
You know I night blooming sickle cell your a night blooming sickle cell
Anyway anyway look into the bloodroot you suicide bitch
It takes an hour like you to make me wanna live
Sorry me I'm sorry man I'm sorry man wow
The skies a narcotic black jack balls off
Mrs. jones aww mrs.jones
Your little doggy won't leave me alone
Mrs. Jones please Mrs. Jones
My virus is raging it's breaking my balls off
Mrs. jones pleae mrs. jones
Ohh cry me a river baby just 
Fation lyrics

Yeah baby you and me, we're the perfect match
Maybe we could (Ab)use our sexuality, to justify being attached
Yeah we're perfect for each other, cause someone needs to care for me
And you need a reason for living, and baby that's me
And you
take me home
Ohh mrs. jones aww mrs. jones
Sister ectoplasma she's incredulous
Just like a pro she takes off her dress
And she kicks you down in her snow white pumps
Just remember it was me who found the lump
Your why your yah why yah yah yah yah hey hey
Shit shit yah you ohh yah yah yah shit shit
East is worst west is west and my eye was you and my was the best
Yah east is east and west was west my was you and my was my was your
Mrs. Jones yah yah don't ask me again
Don't ever talk to me like that again