I thought I heard someone calling me. I've seen the pictures on TV. And I made up my mind that I would go and see. With my own eyes. . It didn't take too long to hitch a ride.
Everybody knows the story. They've got the details, what the score is. But if you want the truth, girl. You may need more than a day. . You need to move just a little closer.
Fool yourself, it's not a trend. You're a lover, you're not a friend. You bring new life to aching bones. Give me strength to carry on. Send the whole thing back to me.
Gone for days. Cut the chase. Bite the bullet time. Ease the pain. . Give me something new she said. Tell me something new instead. . Fornicate. A love to break.
Mother Earth can you feed us now feed me now feed me now. Mother Earth can you see us now hold me down hold me down. . Bug revolution revolution revolution revolution.
Spinning on a mound of battered and rival fools, and freaks look out. We really are the same behind our smiles of plasticene. Siting on a sofa, going over catch me in your hands.
He's got a brand new car. Looks like a jaguar. It's got leather seats. It's got a CD player. . But I don't wanna talk about it anymore. . I think we're gonna make it.
Fading out. Holding out. The innocent way. Loves run out. Left this world inside of me. Crying out. Screaming out. As the echoes within. The cat is out.
The thought of never knowing, could kill me just the same. The solitary blossom, the mind is of a friend. . What are you saying, you've got nothing to live for.
You can make it better in this world of sin. Wanna make it better, wrapped in arms of silk. You're not alone, yeah. You're not alone. . So you wanna feel better, in your crazy heads.
Come again, run again, you will never get past me!. Come and get it, run and get it, I will never be deceived.. . You can run faster, you can catch that car,.
[Muffled screaming]. . had a bad hair day. had a bad hair day. had a bad hair day. had a bad hair day. . [muffled screaming]. . had a bad hair day. had a bad hair day.
In the dawn between the worlds. A pausing for reflection. What you really want to be. Is there for your inspection. You're dreaming at your living. But living means forgiving.
You told the man in the Broadway Hotel. Nothing was stranger than being yourself. And he replied, with a tear in his eye. Love was a rollaway. Just a cajole away.
The subway station's closed again. Sleeps beneath its veil of rain. My footprints' broken trail behind. Steals the nightlights from my mind. . The dark deserted streets then clear.
When your little world has fallen apart. You'll be living on Beacon Street. In a flat above a laundry. It's warm and forgiving on Beacon Street. Hundreds of paperback novels adorning your shelves.
You've got a bad reputation. All over the street. There's some indication. You've been indiscreet. . Oh I know you can turn on the charm. When you feel so inclined.
Rollin' down to Pontchartrain. Honeysuckle running though her veins. Up and down on the great Big Easy. Hold on till the levee breaks. . Woah, woah, woah, woah.
We're walking through the Valley of Ghosts. You're walking through in your Budget Shoes. My Sleeping Boots. They slow down the wind. You said, 'We get this wrong, it weighs a fortune'.
Verse 1. . You love me and I don't know why. I'm unworthy I should have died. Always failing time after. I'm guilty again. Then you saved me in spite of my pride.