Once in a dream. Far beyond these castle walls. Down by the bay where the. Moonlit water falls. I stood alone while the minstrel sang his song. So afraid I'd lost my soul.
Captain America is that you. Flying down the highway. In your red white and blue. . You remind me of the days. In that infamous war. When we weren't quite sure.
Written by dennis deyoung. Lead vocals by dennis deyoung. . Time stands still, baby when I touch you. I can't believe the way I'm feelin'. Please don't speak, it's taken me all this time.
[Showbiz]. Catchin' wreck y'all, on the microphone. Catchin' wreck huh, snapping necks yo (Repeat 2x). . Ready, ready as can be, to make my debut on the M-I-C.
Chorus: Party Arty. . Check it out huh, this is how it's going down. From the Boogie Down, brothers stand around with a frown (Repeat 2x). . Verse 1: A.G..
(Hook). Hunneds turn to thousands. Ain't no tellin. (Ain't no tellin). Trappin outta housin. Juggin selling. And it's yelling. She sipping on lean poppin a molly.
I'm on a train going nowhere. I ran away to make you care. This ain't my house this ain't your home. Not when I'm feeling this alone. . So come on over yeah,.
I'm tired of kidding myself. Another pill, no good for my health. I wish I could make this disappear. So I sit and smoke on my own. Think about you baby, are you feeling alone?.
ahhh ahhh. Back to back,. Incoming heart attack.. ahhh ahhh. Make the call,. Black dress your funeral.. ahhh ahhh. . This is our anthem,. Stronger without them..
Under the gun to wear my teenage aggression. Tell everyone it's the high school's newest succession. We didn't know what he was getting us into. Look out below, below.
The world is blocked out in the bedroom. Every note is a reminder. The radio won't let her down. Another failure is born. Thirty miles outside Chicago.
There was this kid who lived in Naperville. He had no money, no dollar, dollar bills. He had a pimp caddy you know you can't blame us. But we had to make the backseat, backseat famous.
Man, there's a cop behind us man. Adam, Adam, put that shit down. Put that shit. down. I'm not getting busted for this! I don't even do that. Er, Roger Peter.
I'm addicted to the city lights, I guess you're right. But something changed tonight. I made it through with spontaneity. But this monotony is killing me.
[Intro]. "Where we at?". "Ft. Lauderdale... one of the seediest towns in the country. It's gross. Sex shops galore.". "You like it?". "I feel right at home.".
Cigarettes, cigarettes and cheap champagne. Watching movies in the dark but really listening to the rain. Jealousy, two years of tainted history. Swallowed whole can dig a hole deeper then any cemetery.
I'm in the wrong fucking place, at the wrong fucking time. Don't worry motherfucker cause I'll still get mine. I know the magnitude of the right attitude.
where are all the champions. they used to come around. where are all the champions. they're nowhere to be found.
Next time out to sea bring enough soil to bury me. For I don't want my final jig in the belly of a squid. Next time out to sea bring enough soil to bury me.
Well I'm not a cool guy anymore. as if I ever was before. I took a look at all the signs. then rolled it over in my mind. the feeling I could not release.