It's Sunday night in the city. And his flat tops done just right. Below the drop is on the stereo. He'll meet the stiffs for a drinking night. . It's quarter past eight and he's never been late.
You Used To Be A Lot Of Things. But What Are You Doing Now. Do You Still Rely On Days Gone By. The Past Is Said And Done. We've Heard The Same Old Story.
What was it about those lies?. You let me know, now I know. If I could just cry you underwater. It's not so much when now as. finding the right way. .
how could I be happy on a day like today. when i can't even breathe. i should put myself away and run. how could i feel lucky gettin' what i just received.
This is where those movies make their money. It doesn't hurt, it's more like being thirsty. In lonel airport waves and drugged-up, dimlit raves. This is where those movies make their money.
I'm thinking over it. I think too much. It hinders my spirit. when there's never enough. Shell-game sleight of hand. To wish for something more. Honest husbands, cheating wives.
So long, bye bye. Sad, but in a way it feels nice. I understand. I wouldn't have stayed either, believer. You're truly through with me. But it's all right now, you're finding out.
Sleeping Beauty, thing of the past,. Dreams like this weren't made to last. Open my eyes to find a hand is shaking me. . Horror story thing of the past.
Play me like a guitar, boy,. play me like a pretty song.. Tell me to be quiet, boy,. tell me not to be too long.. . Play me like a guitar, boy,. play me like a pretty song..
I don't like the jungle. I like the forest. Take me to the forest. FOREST OF THE NIGHT. . I don't like the wetlands. I like the forest. Take me to the forest.
You've got a face. Only a mother could love. Well I'll love you. You my Beautiful Freak. . You're out of style. You're out of touch. Well I'll touch you.
There's a girl across the street from me. I buried her son beneath a tree. I don't know why she's mad at me. He was stinking up my garage, you see. . I met a cute boy, he liked my smile.
It's only 5 Miles to Heaven,. with all the usual Stops!. I took the right directions. but I'm further than I was. at the Start.. . You keep telling me the Story.
It's so typical and often statistical.. You thought it was over and then you've done a U-turn.. Back to where you started,. Snake and ladders, the game has started..
It's late and getting later. What are we waiting for?. Cast aside and thrown away. What are we waiting for?. I don't know how much more we can take. What are we waiting for?.
Greeting boys and girls. My name is Petey P. Kendrick's childhood imaginary friend (that's right). I am your neighbor. And I'd like to welcome you to good kid, m.A.A.d city.
You know I've always been a bad seed. Drifted any way the wind blows. Now I ain't got much to show you know. You reap just what you sow. You know I've always been a loner.
I would say I'm sorry if I thought that it would change your mind. But I know that this time I have said too much, been too unkind. . I would break down at your feet and beg forgiveness plead with you.
Some say life is what you make it. Some say life is for the taking. As for me I'm only getting by. . Somewhere somebody is waiting. Somewhere someone is escaping.