Do Miss America کے بول

So, tell me how you feel without your medicine Hold you head feelin' paranoid Sweet sixteen for a schizoid So, tell me how you feel Now you're the only one Held you head in the setting sun Sweet black smoke with the poison Hey, come everybody do Miss America Hey, you know when she goes down it's hysterical So, tell me how you feel without your medicine Hold your head feeling paranoid Running down the street from a mergatroid So, tell me how you feel Now you're the only one Held your head in the setting sun Sweet black smoke from a crooked gun Hey, come everybody do Miss America Hey, you know when she goes down it's hysterical