Woo hoo, we're a sounding contradiction. A pieced together picture of a satellite trying to fly. Woo hoo, this is feeling like stick up. And I'm about to plan my getaway.
Young and wasted. Look at me now. I'm the King of California. Straight out of Tennessee. . Come on baby. Crash on my couch. You've got that Hollywood nosebleed.
Buffalo once roamed. The great expanse of our country. Now they stand in the sandbox. In the corner of the city. We had our picnics in the park. Watching the bison mope.
Once I had a brother. ANd we grew up. Looking out for each other. And when he fucked up. I did me best to cover his lies. I hid him from the cops. When he was a runaway.
Lippold wanted "To create a memorial. Something large enough to walk through. Like architecture, linear, in pure experience. Otherwise nonfunctional".
Lippold wanted "To create a memorial. Something large enough to walk through. Like architecture, linear, in pure experience. Otherwise nonfunctional".
Lippold wanted "To create a memorial. Something large enough to walk through. Like architecture, linear, in pure experience. Otherwise nonfunctional".
Well, I'm thinking about all the losers. Who showed up to make this scene. Where did they go when things didn't work out. When they burned out on the streets?.
They're so proud of this city's history. Like an old war hero reveling in his faded glory. But the present day, that's another story. The old buildings they're so proud of are crumbling down.
Well here's to you. And your old crew. For when you used to run this town. Before the new kids came around. Before you came back. Before you went away.
When you're just a sickly mess. You're worn and tired and scared to death. Well you, you can come to me. And we can share a disease. And talk and roll around in the debris, yeah.
I heard a song tonight. It made me think of you. All the pain the loss of love. That's gone from inside. . You both seem so happy you could cry. She says she don't love you anymore.
[Andi Deris]. . Once I saw your picture. After I was gone. Forgotten colors. Of the world where you're on. Misery was all around. But you did not see.
Bouquet is broken.. It's found on person.. A threat is sunken beneath the ocean.. And when the numbers count down to none.. Another sequence somehow begun..
As I set down these notes on paper,. I'm obsessed by the thought that I might be the last living man on earth.. 2X2L calling CQ.... 2X2L calling CQ....
Brain to head, what is that for?. Vein to vein, torn and sore. Carpet so thick and worn. Blanketed, dark, and warm. . Calm yourself, calm yourself. Blood's on fire, blood's on fire.
Inside the wave. . Coming from behind the wall. Coming from beneath the floor. Suddenly I hear the sound. Suddenly a door appears. Steadily we climb again.
B. . upload the sound from the telephone line.. its down periscope better cover your eyes. they burned down the station so long ago,. that a rotting corpes qualifies as a show..
You can't bring me down. You can't bring me down. . Back in the day when nothing really mattered to me. I only saw with my eyes what they wanted to see.