The first time was the charm when. You came calling, and I'm all in.. The first time the charm when. You came calling, and I'm all in.. And I'm all in..
-----------------------. It's only being given time to think that creates boredom. I could be better off some other way. Don't give the opportunity to think to me, it's not worthwhile.
Just first moment he knew. There was something wrong. Was when his radio set. Started picking up interference. The people that he had been speaking to.
I don't love you for your graveyard eyes. I don't love you for your shaven thighs. I just love you for that. Beat-beat-beat-beat-beating. I don't love you for your tattered tie.
Got a doll, baby, I love her so. Nothing else like her anywhere you go. Man, she's anything but calm. A regular pint sized atom bomb. . Refrain: Atom bomb baby, little atom bomb.
Oh ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ooh. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ooh. . I was lonely, searching for love. Come set me free. Oh so lonely. I can't control this emotion.
All fall down, all fall down. All fall down. . I used to wake up at night. Feelin' so lonely. Before I knew you really loved me. . I used to cry in my sleep.
I'm twenty-nine years old, still wearing the wallet chain, like I was twenty-eight. I'm wearing my Vans right now, so high school kids will think that I can skate. I've got a degree in science, yet shaking my fists in defiance..
Straight from the ghetto streets of Harlem. came two brothers Willis and Arnold. black goldfish swims in the bowl. he's three feet high, four with the afro.
Straight from the ghetto streets of Harlem, came two brothers. Willis and Arnold, black goldfish swims in the bowl,. he's three feet high, four with the afro..
I'm knockin' on your door. So you let me in. I swear I won't be the way I was before. Don't you know that I was thinking. . About what you told me. Rollin' it over in my mind.
Straight from the ghetto streets of Harlem,. Come two brothers Willis and Arnold,. Black goldfish swims in the bowl,. He's three feet high, from with the afro..
A nation stands with heart in hand. To sing their anthem proudly. Voices raised to sing their praise. Of their hollow country. All this talk of freedom.
An idea dies, in the same slight way, that we lose track of the facts. Slowly, unseen, slipping silently, through some fabricated cracks. And now the freedom of the press, has turned to freedom to impress. Perfect hair, sells product well, like suffocating, sickly smells, the make-up smears, like false pastels, like glossy, sugarcoated, shells..
he is the icon of our times, solution to our modern crimes.. his trigger finger clicks remotes, as carbohydrates slowly. bloat.. not fragile, or brittle. he's seeking an acquittal..
You've got a cause now, I heard You braggin'.. Always the fastest. One on the bandwagon.. So sit Down and I'll tell you, what I'm Feeling, what I am feeling..
In the beginning was the hype,. the loud fanfare as I grabbed the mic.. don't quit your day job or your paper route.. Suckah M.C.'s stepped with no clout,.
Where does the misunderstanding come from?. Demanding that we be outstanding and then some?. Perfection never was a requirement. Although some might say we desired it.
These Are Not My Pants (The Rock Opera). . Aieee....I love my pantalones. They fit me oh so tight. They make me smile with delight. Do you.....like Five Iron Frenzy.
To only end the heartache. to shed this mortal coil. Face pressed to the earth. I'm frozen to the soil. . My only thought. with my last breath. . To suffer slings and arrows.