I got a car shining bright as day. Tearing it up trying to get away. I'm no dreamer I'm just waiting on the day. When my luck changes and things start going my way.
Do you ever find yourself living in the past. The life that you lived it was not meant to last. Playing cut throat with an ace up your sleeve. The walls are closing in and you can't leave.
Lights out tonight. Trouble in the heartland. Got a head-on collision. Smashin' in my guts man. I'm caught in a crossfire. That I don't understand. But there's one thing I know for sure.
Bruce r. hornsby. . I'm driving down the highway. Headed to the range. Gonna knock 'em out stong. But I'm feeling no pain. . Got an old brown bag. Big stick in the back.
Well, cocked and ready over here I stand. Anticipating the laying on of the hands. Well, it might seem frivolous, maybe profound. But it feels like deliverance going down.
Good seed don't grow on the barren ground. . There were people living in a green valley. Found a way to make a lot of money. Made the green turn gradually gray.
I will not be pushed. I will not be stamped, defiled. I will not be crushed. I am not your only child. . I am not a freak. Object of your own desire. I am not ashamed.
[B. Dickinson]. [Soundtrack-The Nightmare on Elm Street pt 5"]. . Honey its getting close to midnight. And all the myths are still in town. True love and lipstick on your linen.
On and on. . Born in a mining town in 58. When black and white T.V. was up to date and men were still around. Who fought for freedom, stood their ground and died.
The mark is on you now. The furnace sealed inside your head. Melting from the inside now. Waxy tears run down your face. . The whore that never told her tale.
Smoking, resting on its grave. The carcass rusting where it lies. No more truth, no honest games. The serpent writhes within us all. . Lava streams of molten flesh.
Smoking resting on its grave. The carcass burting where it lies. No more truth. No honest games. The serpent writhes within us all. Lava streams of molten flesh.
A silent river flowin' black. Strange attractors, no turnin' back. Present danger I recall. That pins my senses to the wall. . Back from the edge. (Back from the edge).
Long before you ever saw your chances. You were gonna burn this city down. Tired of the fashions and the dances. Tired of the people standing around. Ticking like a bomb in the night.
Hello, is there anybody out there. Anybody out there to hear me call. Now I, I gotta take my chances. I gotta take chances. To get outta this place. Explode into space.
bread. hungry field. stripped away. to another day. drink. tainted well. in the sky. hear the fever cry. all i have to make me see. the spirit man,. that will never breathe, oh!.
Find another crow to swallow, Hey hey hey. Cross another bridge of sorrow, I don't mind. On the edge and you're frustated, Hey hey hey. In the days of my contagious and smothering.
MY BI-SEXUAL BABE. . She's my bi-sexual babe. she's my bi-sexual babe. she's neurotic. a little psychotic. she's demonic. and very erotic. but she turns me on.
I hate the world today. You're so good to me. I know but I can't change. Tried to tell you. But you look at me like maybe. I'm an angel underneath. Innocent and sweet.
Day breaks and a single man. With one hammer and two hands. He begins with a nail and plank. Steel pushing through the wood grain. And all the racket he makes from this one man crew.