Back when the angels of heaven would sing. Days when I still made you feel something. And before what might be. Became what's already been. Blizzards and bygones.
The man on the television said I need to drink this,. and sleep with that, in order to be cool.. And you know that I would do almost anything, to be like that guy on TV. I know that if I had just the right outfit and a hairstyle that could be me. Don't you know you can't be cool if you dress dumb,.
Shut your face. High school jerks. We're about to show you how this works. Are we cool?. Laser beams. We're about to awesome all your dreams. And you'll say, "What are you, some kind of computer?".
A banner year 1864, don't want the red man anymore,. Can't have them taking up good land.. Give them a token flag, trade pipes and shake some hands,. Tell them the white stripes stand for peace..
As I try to find my way, this broken compass seems to lead so much further away. To live and breath another day, to see the things that I have seen, only a few of us may.
Come on and start right now. Where are these places, they hide themselves so well. In certain faces, I thought that you could tell. Which ones are decent, which ones begin to smell.
Comfort, pulls me back inside. Self worth, has a place to hide. Push us back in corners and, make us fight you for our lives. Turn us into martyrs and, sneak up from behind.
Out of all, all, all you say and do. Gonna be somebody, always, always watching you. But Jesus, Jesus is my keeper. Ain't no friend, no friend I can find.
How long have I worked today. how much money I earned. how many strings and curses. I left on the stage floor. . How tired are your eyes tonight. for nothing this all's worth.
Got this feeling. Got this feeling. Got this feeling. I got this feeling from the ocean, yeah. It's alright, yeah. . Got this feeling. I got this feeling.
Black flowers have lost their way. They've lost their way again. Cursed for their will to dream. Raped by mankind again. . Like the auction blocks of castrated dreams.
Forward,forward, back, back, back. I've fallen and I can't get up and I'm slipping through the cracks. I'm in a crisis and I can't afford the prices. No means to feed my family, never mind the nices.
Children run away from the torturistic ways. Children still resist from the powers that persist. Will you shut up and sit still, I think you should obey.
My friend yousta be thin. He's get all the women. We'd go kick it at the bar. But his drinkin' went too far. He could see over his belt. The brotha was slim and svelte.
Nougat baby floatin' down. On a cotton candy cloud. Floating by a chocolate baby. Thinkin' bout his creamy center. . Don't bite alright don't bite alright.
violent silence, wounded prideful ways. bruises, bloodshed, bitter hate. . gather yourself and prepare to face. those that you love with your selfish ways.
words spilling out like a flood. into the air with a shove. pushing away the rejection that you feel from within. over again. . always reassuring everyone.
For to see my Tom of Bedlam. 10,0000 miles I'd travel. Mad Maudlin goes with dirty toes. For to save her shoes from gravel. . ~ Chorus ~. Still I sing Bonnie Boys.
Tattoo Shop,. Hi, Doc. Hey Fish, what are you doin'?. If you don't mind we're gonna record this. Is that cool?. . Oh, that's cooler 'n hell. Hell yeah, 52's biggest dream man.
Are you going to the party?. Are you going to the Boston Tea Party?. Going to the party?. Are you going to the Boston Tea Party?. . Going to the party?.