Shame - L.A. Guns

Something just like television

Burns right through my brain and vision

I can’t make a decision because of you

And all your psychic intuition

Could not make me stop and listen

I’d be bustin' out my prison too

And hold me down in holy water

Wash away my pain

Strange

When I think about change

It’s a shame girl

You are the one I know

For seven years your superstition

Played out like a new religion

Then we saw the fake incision you

And you became the main attraction

Gave me so much satisfaction

Looking back I just wanted too

And hold me down in holy water

Wash away my pain