I got a phone call from a friend the other day. Says he got into some trouble says he's got to go away. Says he's been wasting time making up his mind.
I never knew the meaning of the words you'd never say. I've never felt your kiss upon my jaw. And every time he comes around I watch you walk away. And everything you do there's a part of me with you.
I'm and Irish cripple, a Scottish jew. I'm the blackmail man. A raspberry ripple, a buckle-my-shoe. I'm the blackmail man. I'm a dead fish coon, a pikey Greek.
Blues with a feeling. That;s what I have today. Blues with a feeling. That's what I have today. I've got to find my baby. If it takes all night and day.
Well, I came to your house the other day. Your mother said you went away. She said there was nothing that I could have done. There was nothing nobody could say.
Red lights and caffeine. Shaping up like any day. Same familiar routines. Everybody's on their way. Shuttered and cut off. I thought I was shatter-proof.
My love has come along. My dreams become air so. My days have arrived, yea sunny. Funny why all so blue. . The man is like a drug. In the late night when I can't get enough.
When the writing's on the wall you better read it. Make your bones. When the moment comes around you gotta. Seize it. Take your bones. Pain comes do your best to ease it.
Aooo-ooooh. Aooo-ooooh. . Thought I headed straight. Thought I had it waiting for me. Thought it was my fate. I was only waiting for the sky to fall down.
Last night, as I was walking home. I passed a tree I could hear Caroline. Going on somewhere way up on top of the tallest branches. The solitude. So I stretch it fill me up.
"Come on!" they say, "We've got your life planned today". "See you're a cog in the corporate machine, bloody oil dripping down. So do your best, we'll see how far you'll go.
Here I drift afloat,. withered from the sun.. Night is drawing near. and with it comes the fear.. . X's for my eyes,. where the stars once lied.. I didn't need you then.
We burn the brush just to pass time.. Sell scrap iron to get by.. We wait for the day to find us. out on the porch in the gathering dust.. Then the good times come,.
I fade to black. If i search for the light. Can you bring me back. Of this unconscious life. Can you show me the way. I'm lost in the dark. I've fallen apart.
Shake me!. . I am trapped in a fantasy. Nothing can help me. But I like how it makes me feel so free. . If I'm gonna break, I will be awake. I don't think I'll walk on my own two feet.
In the day we sweat it out on the streets of a runaway American dream. At night we ride through the mansions of glory in suicide machines. Sprung from cages out on highway nine,.
How many nights, how many days. Do I wait here for you?. Have you long forgotten all the things we'd said?. And how many times must I let the phone ring.
I breakdown in the middle and lose my thread. No one can understand a word that I say. When I breakdown just a little and lose my head. Nothing I try to do can work the same way.
I only know what I can see. So I imagine what could be. Where the horizon cuts the air. Look for me out there. Someday I'll touch the blue, blue sky. Someday I'll touch the blue, blue sky.
You think you know all about me. 'Cause you spent the night, ha, yeah right, not quite. You think you're the one to tame me. I'm your mothers worse nightmare.