Curly Locks Lyrics

They showed no interest in us

They painted our faces with mute

They neglected building trust

There's no money in fucked up youth



AND WHEN WE GO OUT

WE WEAVE DISASTER INTO OUR CURLY LOCKS

WE SPLINT BROKEN WRIST WITH HELL

THEY'RE SO WRONG ABOUT US



At the dark end of the street

Under a dark cloud we meet

I'm too excited to stand in the back

We're gonna slam gonna bang gonna dive off stacks

We're all dirt poor, we yell and cuss

But you're DEAD DEAD DEAD wrong about us.