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

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