1. PERFECT SKIN

You've got a perfect skin
With a Devil's grin

Say hello to the pretty eyes
Say hello to the deadliest lies
You've got the looks baby I could die
You've got the looks you've got a murder style

First sin
You can't keep me waiting forever baby
(Who's in perfect skin)
It's getting hot who's gonna rescue me
(Nothing in)

You've got a perfect skin
With a Devil's grin

Say hello to the pretty eyes
Say hello to perfect alibis
You shake your hips baby I could die
You shake your hips you've got an L.A. style

First sin
You can't keep me waiting forever baby
(Who's in perfect skin)
It's getting hot who's gonna rescue me
(Nothing in)

You've got a perfect skin
With a Devil's grin
You've got a perfect skin
Eyes like sin

Jenna, Paris, Jessica
Marilyn, Jayne, Madonna

You've got the looks baby I could die
You've got the looks you've got a murder style

First sin
You can't keep me waiting forever baby
(Who's in perfect skin)
It's getting hot who's gonna rescue me
(Nothing in)

It's ok that's all right now
But I ain't gonna burn in flames
Let it go now let it go now

First sin
You can't keep me waiting forever baby
(Who's in perfect skin)
It's getting hot who's gonna rescue me
(Nothing in)

You've got a perfect skin
You've got a perfect skin
With a Devil's grin
Perfect skin
With a Devil's grin
Perfect skin


2. DEVILS

Who told you about a man without fear
Who told you about a god who does not care
Who told you about a pain that does not hurt
Who told you about a love that turns to dirt

Devils
You've got a face the phase with your
Devils
You've got a race to rage with your
Devils
You've got to find a place among your
Devils
You cannot replace your
Devils
Devils

Who told you about cause and effect
Who told you about a heart that can forget
Who told you about fortune and fame
Who told you that the evil has got no name

Devils
You've got a face-to-face with your
Devils
You've got a race to race with your
Devils
You've got to find a place among your
Devils
You cannot replace your
Devils
You can't deny
Devils
They'll get you in the night

You gotta ride on your rage with your devils


3. CHRISTINA DEATH

She likes to sleep her nights with the window open wide
Just in case her Dark Prince would come by the silvery light
She lives with her two cats a "please no ads" sign on her door
Memories in her photo books some of them still a bit sore

Christina Death
Smokes cigarettes in her bed
Christina Death
Paints her lips every night blood red

She hates Christmas nights more than dressing up in white
The lightning's something she adores like Frankenstein's Bride
She's obsessed with the Hollywood Book of Dead church yards give her more
No room for the living in her heart cold as 1334

Christina Death
Smokes cigarettes in her bed
Christina Death
Paints her lips every night blood red
Christina Death
Drinks Absinth after giving head
Christina Death
I know you before we ever met


4. I JUST WANT TO HAVE SOMETHING TO DO

Hanging out of Second Avenue
Eating chicken vindaloo
I just want to be with you
I just want to have something to do
Tonight, tonight, tonight,tonight,tonight,tonight
Well allright.
Tonight, tonight, tonight,tonight,tonight,tonight
Wait-Now
Wait-Now
Hanging out all by myself
Cause I don't want to be with anybody else
I just want to be with you
I just want to have something to do
Tonight