Sleazeball Ballet from Sleazeball Ballet by Balls Capone
Tracklist
2. | Sleazeball Ballet | 4:54 |
Lyrics
Sleazeball Ballet by: Patrick N. Neville
The doctor told him
Get ready to go
Behind the veil Ralph ain't changing
With his twisted rotting toes
Vodka potato nose
Out there somewhere
He's late for some drinkin'
Then there's dear old Mrs. Mack
With her crooked aching back
Behind the veil she laughs at your pain and
Don't you ever come between
Her and her Benzedrine
or you'll find yourself
Buried in her basement
It's a place you go when life is a bore
When you feel like you can't take it anymore
In perfect lines and rows they abide
Seems like slow motion as they glide
Up and down and back and forth, through my mind
Old Franky told me he's got nowhere else to go
Behind the veil old Franky is scheming
And he's quick to swipe your pills
To fund his fucked up deals
It's always some get rich quick scheme
But you'll always know the place
You can find his wretched face
Behind the veil truth is naked
So they do it in the night
It'd be repulsive in the light
Relax now and enjoy the show!
It's a place you go when life is a bore
When you feel like you can't take it anymore
In perfect lines and rows they abide
Seems like slow motion as they glide
Up and down and back and forth, through my mind
Behind the Veil
There's a place you can go
Where your secret's safe
And no one else knows
It's all the same, so you might as well go
And it's off the Sleazeball.....Sleazeball.
Behind the Veil
There's a place you can go
Where your secret's safe
And no one else knows
We've all been there, so you might as well go
And you're off to the Sleazeball.....
The Sleazeball Ballet
Credits
Max Muscolino - Bass
Jimmy Lauscher - Lead Guitars
Patrick Neville - Baritone Guitar / Vocals / Harmony
Evan Powell - Drums
Engineer - Wes Johnson