I could sell used battery acid and make it fly.
Anger's like a battery that leaks acid right out of me And it starts from the heart til it reaches my outer me
I ran. I ran until my muscles burned and my veins pumped battery acid. Then I ran some more.
I got a vibrator that needed two nine volt batteries. What am I - R2D2? I don't know what to do with that.
I love being around my friends and my family and spending time with my husband. I like being normal and recharging my batteries, and I feel like I have the coolest job in the world where I get to get on stage and perform and get to do a lot of really amazing things.
New York, New York, - a helluva town, The Bronx is up but the Battery is down.
