"Mister Kevorkian"  Parental Advisory genre: Alternative General
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	MP3.com CD: AXELROD - buy it! CD: Plush Inside Credits: Music By Erik Axelrod Additional Guitar By Tom Broderick
	Lyrics Mr. Kevorkian Happy birthday here's some roses and wine jealousy rage nine white chocolate lines. Finish my gentle sent to sing some rhymes. The devil is heavy into fucking my grandma. He chokes her and then she exploits him she's smoking with Mr. Kevorkian my grandma. She's broken the piece that controls him now she's ripping bings with Mr. Kevorkian. Baby I think you're fucking fine. Every elegant speech intimating candle light. Frozen fresh pizzicato icebergs of lime. Say hello satan Jack Kevorkian time. My grandma. Enigmatic patriotic message for one, forcing her in any direction, reflecting pools of burgundy complexion. Check out my homicidal tension, check out my super phat erection. I've got a secret sir, sin room. I've got to find another way to prove I cannot bruise anymore. Oh the way she touches me. I'll be the meek take my fur. I'll stop the butchering of the Jews. I've got to find another way to prove, moonlight naked in the raunchy grandma, I was sitting singing like a lark intuition. I'll make my mark. Justice has jumped behind the band wagon, my mission. Got to find another way to prove I cannot bruise anymore. I cannot bruise anymore. Gotta find another way to.

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