Misdemeanors form the fantasies of life. Like holding hands with the mysteries of time. Making blood like a Joan of Arc believes. It's like I said a little love is all you need.
Bless my brother hiding in the dustbin. I went out to the trees just spoken to the breeze. I said you've gone, you've gone to the dustbin. . All over the place I said murder.
Wolfgang. Wolfgang [Incomprehensible]. Wolfgang. Wolfgang. . Face the facts and don't look back. There's a hole in this middle town affair. There's a whole inquest, like a hole in rest.
There was a time not so long ago. My eyes could see what my hands couldn't sow. But my hands caught up and I began to grow. . I could see the line; I was closing in.
I may have lost but you act like I've won. Buried me in dirt when I was young. My heart is yearning. My heart is yearning. Gave me an 8th to be your gun for hire.
I come in the back way and you're fast asleep. Dreaming about something. I don't know if it's me. I shake off the daytime and climb into bed. There's an echo you don't hear that rings in my head.
One shot is all you've got. To make your mark, to make your difference. One chance, but you don't understand this. . LA LA LA LA LA. LA LA LA LA LA. Life is but a breath.
These times they leave you bleeding for hope. And wishing that someone would take you home. Will you be the one who cares and were I can run to. Cause' you're everything I want.
I changed the oils and oiled the squeaks. Patched the holes and fluid leaks. Left dust beneath a diabetic moon. . And way to take the TV crews. Across the creaking ice.
So you don't get to be a saint. Martyrs never last this long. Guess I'll never be the one to defeat desire in song. Here's a marker, here's my naked skin, our Exhibit A.
I got a mojo, got a black cat bone,. To keep you away you rolling stone,. Its true, its you. . From the hills of California to New Orleans,. I run away but you got a hold on me,.
I want to fly like a bum... bum... bumble-bee. defy everything. with nimble wings. being without being seen - bumble-bee boy. it might seem surreal. but it's ideal.
This is my life. This is true confession. I dream about a cloudless sky. I dream about black waters. . I knew I could swim. Nothing seems more real to me.
Come a bit closer, I can't get enough of you. It's always the same, the same, no game. Like so many times before. . I can't help it, oh let me go on. I've got to get it, got to get some.
I'm counting in. the band begins. because, because, and all because I say so. It's fun to be. around to tease. you all, because, and all because I want to.
Grow up, grow old and die, it's all a waste of time. abused or be abused, a nice degrading cruise, we hope you'll like it. lord no, we're having a ball, yeah.
You finally close the door. Youve left open wide. Lock it from the inside. You lay me down and count me out. . Watch out, it's all on you. Theres worse ways to see it, baby.
I'd give you all my love. I'd give you all my love. But my heart itself is broken. How many nights must lumber by. . I sit alone and I wonder why. Oh hazy, lazy days.
Heal my wounds. Handle with care. Leave me be - Just another dying day in this galaxy. . Realised that I'm just one of gods creations. Another soul in this world-illusion.
Please excuse my religion. Excuse the ceremony and the show. When I first gave in to your advances. You were wanting to get closer than I'd know. . But I'll allow it for a moment.