Woke up this morning. I was thinking about it. I was thinking about a life. Yeah the one that we're livin'. and the one that we're given. and the things that turn out right.
Do you know hurt, really know?. 'Cause I see him when I wake. And he's waiting there for me. . Crushing down, I'm freezing. Deeper in a hole everyday.
MONEY'S OVERRATED AND I JUDGE MY WEALTH. BY THE FRIENDS THAT I HAVE. MAN CANNOT LIVE BY LOVE ALONE I KNOW. BUT WITHOUT IT, IT ALL MEANS NOTHING. . THE DOLLARS THAT I HOLD ARE INCIDENTAL TO.
Thought you were smart, you bought a whore.. Then came Batman through the door.. Instead of f*ckin that stupid slut,. you got 8 inches up your butt.. Batman!.
(Lyrics & Music: C. Milnes). Well I'm big, and I'm loud,. and I'm happy to be around,. and maybe, cause I'm the baby,. it's my destiny,. try to rock me or try to knock me but never try to clock me,.
I live in the boredom zone. I'm never goin' home. everything is sterilized. everything is twice my size. and I wish it was. and it's all because. I live in the boredom zone, boredom zone.
my foundation ever unshaken. nothing but life and devestation. being so together it seemed whatever. till I read your book of revelation. probably I'd be much better off not knowing.
Discretion is a must, rising from the dust,. on your feet but just a bit unsteady. you want to close your eyes, be taken by surprise. but not before you're absolutely ready.
what the hell is going on. everything is going wrong. it's too much for me to take. just found out my big mistake. I thought I was safe. that was a big mistake.
I used to be an A student. I never used to complain. I used to be a truant. But I still the same. Bad bad brain. Bad bad brain. I used to go to parties.
Ba ba ba ba ba...My life till now has been filled with doubt here I am. because there's no other place I can go but I can see you're a lot like. me so maybe you know somewhere people like us can go where we won't get.
When life comes down to a sharp point. Onto the head of a pin. Something relieves the pressure. And the cycle begins. All the ladies run to the barstools.
Happy to be backstrokin'. (do dat do dat do dat dat do dat...). Fartin', pissin', and strokin' my fucking dick.
It's boo time. Boo time. It's boo time. Stop it. . When every wanker's wound up tight. Frigid, fractious, and forthright. The plebes plugged up with plebiscite.
Now all of the planes have landed. And the soldiers are in their beds. Smoke rises from their clothing. And sweet dreams through their heads. . Truth faced leaves a strange taste.
(Dave). As a young boy Michael helped his mother cook,. Down by her apron strings the whole day long.. Knife in hand, her eyes trained on the recipe book.
Beware the killer tents. Beware the killer tents. . The tents are coming, over the hill. We thought they were inanimate. But now they're set to kill. At Falcon Ridge this summer.
Romeo rhinoceros. Prowls around the bar. Head afire, he spills desire. And vodka from a mason jar. Brilliantly witty and clearly unsteady. He takes a shot at the big games.