Mercy and Tuesday - Circle

Got to work, need to play, jack into the might

What he chose, strike the pose, feel like shit tonight

Light a smoke, have a drink, wear the jester’s mask

Make a joke, have a laugh, seems like such a task

Walking thru the door, don’t need no passes

Walking down the hall, ain’t got no love

Smack you in the face, gonna break your glasses

Got a little dirt on her velvet glove

Feels like pain, then again, haven’t felt for years

Make a pout, try to shout, alligator tears

Try to draw the line on a clear glass table

Jam up the mirror, ain’t got no love

Tend your gaping wound if she was able

Got a little blood on her velvet glove

Mercy and Tuesday came to the show

Couldn’t hang backstage cuz they had to go

Make an appearance, need to be seen

Laugh at the staff, it seems they’re so mean

Pull the ace, make the face, walk onto the stage

Take a drink, give a wink, try to act his age

Taxi boys 'n' all that noise, lights are in his eyes

Power chord, mental ward, wearing his disguise

Standing in the wings, sweet sisters with a switchblade

Turns to walk away, ain’t got no love

Cut him just a little for the noise that he made

Gotta little mess on her velvet glove

Mercy and Tuesday, they’ve got the nerve

Took down our friend Roger, threw him a curve

But they don’t think two times 'bout those that they’ve hurt

Slinging their mud, throwing their dirt

Houston and April, witches of yore

Laughing and belching, acting the whore

Fishnets and vice grips, whiskey and coke

Teardrops and bloodstains, a snort and a toke

Mercy and Tuesday looked to the stage

Saw nothing but poses draped in fake rage

Shrugged their thin shoulders, sipped their weak drinks

Looked at their watches and started to think…

Mercy met April, Houston met the Tooz

They all had a love for glitter and booze

Cold shoulder the boys who don’t understand

So they joined forces and started a band