nicotine days and nicotine nights it might be a phase i ll just wait and sit tight till one day i ll backfire like a gun broken red blood drying in the sun you d better run now the crows of disgrace will pick on my eyes don t look at my face cause there s not much left to recognize oh daddy run run run them bunnies smell like murder run nicotine days and nicotine nights it might be a phase it might just be my life i m looking for my hobo my hoboland my hobo my hoboland the crows of disgrace will pick on my eyes run run run them bunnies smell like murder run someone stole my love like the eye of the scarecrow taken by the bird is it in a hole in a hole underground and sleeping with them bunnies someone stole my love someone stole my love run run get away get away get away now run them bunnies smell like murder run they ll choke on the wine we pour