No one here can love or understand me. Oh, what hard luck stories they all hand me. Pack up all my cares and woe, here I go, winging low. Bye, bye, blackbird.
By the light of the silvery moon. I love to spoon With my honey.... and croon love's tune. . Honey moon. Keep a shinning in June. Your silvery beams will bring loves dreams.
Joe and Jane were always together.. Said Joe to Jane "I love Summer weather.. So let's go to that beautiful sea,. Follow along,. Just say you're with me!".
(N.W.A. talking about Brigette). . There once was a girl I knew named Bridgette. She asked me was my dick a grown man or a midgette. Of course I had to show her all my balls, ring ding-aling.
Ayo Stan, Dre layed the tracks, I'm laying the vocals. We need some guitar that rocks, know what I'm saying?. So 'um, let's do this. . She's a rich girl, but not the ordinary.
Went unto this country. With a waking eye. Oh the spark was on my neck,. Was in my eye, eye. . Went unto this substance. At the river edge. Oh the bridge was pulled back up.
The feeling's strong. I held you like I never did. to let it hold you away. So I begin. to open up the night again. to let it pull me away. Above it all.
Speak in flames. Infliction the devices. Resting on the shadows false promises. Still. Arousing still. Separating all of that you feel which still. Continues to condemn you for your ways.
Oh yeah yeah yeahhhhhhh. Those blue skies are ahead.. Blue skies are in my head.. . All the town clocks. And marching soldier's socks.. I say, "Let's go, let's go, let's go.
Well I love the crowds, love the town. Loves the way... my life's gone down..... the way it has..... I get to sing & chase my dreams. But like they say... with all good thing.... there's strings attached.....
Wrong kind of right, a happy kind of sad. Feels so good, but it hurts so bad. Denying the truth and believing lies. Reason to laugh is the reason I cry.
When I grow up I wanna combust. And everywhere I go goes off in a flick of fiery lust.. My brain is boiling my skin is burning my blood is alcohol.. I can't control it, I can't control it all.
I've got a problem, with no solution. The resolution's out of reach. I claw and crawl through the flies on the wall. I hear the venom you speak. . Talk, talk, talk about creation....
My mind is numb. My body is empty.. All pieces moving. Nothing fitting.. Heat from below. Holes In the sky.. Hard luck.. Life sucks.. Birth. Plague. Die.