I hear the call, hands go over ears. I see the signs, cover my eyes. Contemporaries winding down. Not I. . Time for carousel, my day is done. Time for resistance, time to run.
Teardrops running down my face. But they are not, they are not just mine. You are close, I pull you in closer.. I breathe the air that flows through your long hair.
See me lacing up. Take the gold medal, love. You told I got enough. Don't need a thing, no. Just a kid born in the fight. Take a fall, yeah I don't mind.
Oh Ethan Bitch. (Hold up) (Hold up, please don't kill me. Please don't kill me. Please don't kill me Spook.). Shut up Bitch. Bah, Bah, Bah nigga.. Yah. Turn it up now Bitch..
Sun falls into the sea extinguished just for me. Steam shoots to the sky and no one questions why. Calm of the water, calm of the water. Leave the water come settle me.
What is freedom but a fleeting notion,. is this reality or just emotion,. I would rather be a giver then,. be apart of hurting you again,. . I want to be conformed to love, show me what to do again,.
[Verse 1]. Consumerism's running through'em like a tumor in'em. Ageism, sexism, racism, chauvinism. Capitalism running through them like the rumour business.
You're just too good to be true. I can't take my eyes off you. You'd be like heaven to touch. I wanna hold you so much. At long last love has arrived.
You're just too good to be true. I can't take my eyes off you. You'd be like heaven to touch. I wanna hold you so much. At long last love has arrived.
You're just too good to be true. I can't take my eyes off you. You'd be like heaven to touch. I wanna hold you so much. At long last love has arrived.
You're just too good to be true. I can't take my eyes off you. You'd be like heaven to touch. I wanna hold you so much. At long last love has arrived.
Hallelujah came to in a confession booth.. Infested with infections.. Smiling on an abscessed tooth.. Running hard on residue.. Crashing through the vestibule..
Hey citrus, hey liquor. I love it when you touch each other. Hey whiskey, hey ginger. I come to you with rigid fingers. I see Judas in the hard eyes. Of the boys who worked in the corners.
Me and my friends are like the drums on "Lust for Life?. We pound it out on floor toms. Our psalms are sing-along songs. . And this whole town is like this.
There was a stage and a pier up in western Massachusetts,. And the kids came from miles around to get messed up on the music.. And she drove down from Boden with a carload of girlfriends,.
She put nine hundred dollars on the fifth horse in the sixth race. I think its name is "chips ahoy!". It came in six lengths ahead, we spent the whole next week getting high.
When he's holding then the streetlights seem an awful lot like spotlights.. Sometimes Charlemagne gets uptight.. Running numbers between bars. Running girls between the cars..
Nelson Algren came to paddy at some party at the dead end alley.. He told him what to celebrate.. And I met William Butler Yeats.. Sunday night dance party summer 1988..