117 valley drive. Seemed like heaven when the band arrived. With a couple of drums and a couple guitars. We'd play our hearts out in my backyard. And the people came from everywhere.
Last night. I took a walk into the back of my mind. Through the trash and the warning signs. There was a party full of jokes and clich's. . I couldn't think of anything to say.
Over the hill, into the sun. There's a man shouting about things to come. We need a change, don't be afraid. Don't be afraid to follow fashion. . 4321, here we all come.
I found another baby. she wore metal boots. I found another baby. she was kinda cute. Thought she was only away for a day. It was a one way ticket. now she's gone to stay.
We just wrote this song on the bus the other day so just sit back and relax. . I'm the 7 foot man,. I've commited no crime,. Bumping my head into doorways,.
Birmingham to Jackson. Vicksburg to Ruston. Girl, you know I miss you when I'm gone. The sunshine on your bare feet. Your toenails painted hot pink. And running through the sprinkler.
5 Guns West. . Ladies can be captains and ladies can be chiefs. Just like glorious Amazons, Ann Bonny, Mary Reed. A woman can be captain and a woman can be chief.
Wait, I really don't have the guts for this. It must have been abstracted with my appendix. Or maybe it grows with my wisdom teeth. Wait, it might be such a stretch, it's not my fault legally.
Wait, I really don't have the guts for this,. it must have been abstracted with my appendix,. or maybe it grows with my wisdom teeth.. . Wait, it might be such a stretch, it's not my fault legally,.
What if I could move mountains. And gave all I had to the poor?. Would it mean a thing?. Would it mean a thing if I don't have love?. . What if I used all the gifts.
It's two o'clock your time. Midnight mine and I could die to have you here. It's two o'clock your time. Midnight mine and I could die to have you here.
When we are walking urban streets and we got ourselves a gun. Not thinking about our lives and the shape, shape, shape. Shapes of things to come. . Ducking down the alleyways of fear.
fourteen miles 'til i break you down. time to realize i can make you frown. my soul is free so step up on it. to see past the faded sign. . can't stop the tide, it flows.
My sweet honey bee, you are the one for me, no. No matter what your mother says. If I could be most anything, I'd be the one that makes you sing. With all your bloodstains on my bed.
Well I'm drinking by myself. While everybody else. Sings songs down in the park. Brown paper bagging it after dark. But it's a plastic bag for me. Carrying my groceries.
Go...Line!!. . Twenty, your life feels his sentence. Supose you're alive. You'll never look outside anymore. So shut the door and close your eyes. . Twenty years of torture.
Con solo verte mi mundo cambia de color. Cuando te escucho. no se describir la emocion. cuando hablamos de noche antes de ir a dormir. me dejas sonriendo y todo el dia pensando en ti.
For all of the times I tried to make you see. Well I'm sorry, yeah I'm sorry. But I still don't understand who you expected me to be. But I'm sorry, yeah I'm sorry.
She came down the staircase. Climbed into a dumpster. She grabbed an index card and she taped it to her forehead. It read "Poor white trash". She grabbed a gun, put it to her heart and pulled the trigger.
Breaking bread, pouring wine. Speaking mysteries that stretch my mind. But I failed to follow. The meaning of fish and bread that I swallowed. . Dipping bread in a dish, calling out a traitor.