Anesthesia lyrics

Everybody is talking about the girl

Who went and killed the delivery man

But she looks so kind and gentle,

It just doesn't stand to reason

I saw her right there just the other night

As stately as a slot machine

But when she looked my way

Something mad as hell came over me

Anesthesia, Mona Lisa

I've got a little gun, here comes oblivion

I never loved you, how did you find me?

The cops will never prove complicity

Now Anna

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8

All good children go to heaven

I remember your face that August night

When we lied about the beautiful time to come

And that crazy old man who came much too late

And caused a chain reaction

I've been hanging out there for eleven long years

Like a church mouse wondering where the cat has gone

And looking at you now is driving me to distraction

Anesthesia, my Mona Lisa

I've got a little gun, here comes oblivion

I never loved you, how did you find me?

The cops will never prove complicity

Now Anna

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8

All good children go to heaven

• Artist:Bad Religion
• Album:Against the Grain (1990)