Kill Yr Idols

Ninety three degrees
Bringing you to your knees
Gonna get burned
Gonna take your turn
What I don't understand
Such a sinister plan
Your head's in the sand
She's gonna bury you man
Your man
Your man

You gotta do what you can
Dancing around
Starts fires
Gotta take what you can
I'm gonna be your man
I'm gonna be your lover

She'll have me eating out of her hand
She licks her lips
Starts fires
You had her right in your hand
Disappearing sand
Falling out of your hands

She's slipping out of your hands
If I'd have known now what I knew right then I
Wouldn't change anything
In a frenzied fix
We're feeding on her

Can I be in your band
I'll play your tambourine
I'll be your lover
And there's no one to blame
She's gonna kill her idols
Kill again

Searched the seven seas
Till I'd found what I need
I didn't drown
Tied my feet to the ground

Now while this wasn't planned
Isn't life always grand
Shakin' our hips
To the beat of eclipse
Your lips
Eclipse

Gotta do what you can
Gonna do it again
Got your teenage lover
Right in your hand
You gotta do it again
You got your teenage lover
I'm your biggest fan
You gotta do what you can
When you're a teenage lover
In the palm of your hand
Your gonna kill your fans
When you're a teenage lover
She'll have you eating out of your hand
She's gonna kill her man
She's my teenage lover
In the back of your van
She's gonna do you dead
She's your teenage lover
Starts fires