The water breaks. The golden sunrays. Silver dances on the waves. But a memory. . I often dream about the old days. Playing hide-and-seek within the caves.
I overheard the elders telling each Other stories about the days when They were young back on. planet earth. I wish to learn the secrets of those Who lived before me so I program my Computer for a flight.
[Pimp C]. You stayin' with that trick, layin' with that trick. All your paper off playin' with that trick. At first, all you want to do is [fuck] with the trick.
I can't do it without cracking. What if these locks allow. This is what I'm dreaming 'bout. It's a long shot, but I'll take it. Long way, but I'll make it.
There I was completely wasted, out of work and down.. All inside it's so frustrating as I drift from town to town.. Feel as though nobody cares if I live or die,.
[Halford/Binks]. . He'd had enough he couldn't take anymore. He found a place in his mind and slammed the door. No matter how they tried they couldn't understand.
I realize I missed the day. But I'm too wrecked to care anyway. I look around and see the face. What the hell have I lost my taste. Don't want to find out.
Will you go to heaven. Will you land in hell. Are the things you're praying for. The things that serve you well?. . Did you get satisfaction. Have you paid the price.
Call it bad. My bad my bad influence. Big town holds me back. Big town skims my mind. Small minds wear me down. Spreading salt on fertile ground. Honest pleasures now forsaken.
I was born in the back seat. Of a travellin' hurricane. I came up in the back streets. The city with no name. . I was raised on trouble. Rock when I should roll.
If you walk alone in darkness. Don't turn, go the wrong way. If you associate among the evil. Don't follow them down the wrong road. . You may even flirt with a little danger.
"...Justice is to be found only in imagination." - Alfred Nobel, 1833-1896. . It's blocked - The way - Let's not. Wait for...and until decay. Corrupt and corrode.
[Music: R. Schnsee & W. Maier / Lyrics: Flo V. Schwarz]. . Did you see those mushrooms there. I'd like to show to you. Did you smell them in the air. I'd like to go with you.
Do you remember the days?. When we had lost in the rain. Two silver tears in a sugar sea. Colored these gray walls to cherry red. When the sun in your glance still kept me warm.
It was like a movie scene. A cut out from a magazine. We are not even real. Nor are the things we think we feel. . Going back to 030. Fly for 20 hours so.
All alone by the table of food in my wrinkled suit and my borrowed tie. Only thinking of something to say in the moment after the girl goes by. Everyone else is having fun or else pretending to.
I guess I was skeptical when I first met Dr. Martin. He said we could build a baby out of DNA. And although it was expensive it was legal in the states where it wasn't banned.
There is something wrong with me. That's why I wrote this note. I've joined the writers who believe they have the antidote. So I will go quickly now and leave breadcrumbs on the street.
Just keep on driving. i'm counting the lines 'til we meet. you know I've got it bad. . Keep watching the water. it's filling the holes in the street. i'll swim if i gotta.
Hey you've been acting strange. hard like hand-grenade. Hocking up lemonade. We see it crystal clear. Low hanging chandelier. Wearing a vicious sneer.