Carousels make laps each night. Like drunks we spin until we're sick. Creepy clowns from one horse towns. Can make their livings on a trick. . Night covers all our tracks.
Escape into the eerie night. In the dark I'm out of sight. Shadows on the alley wall. Are dancing like a lovers brawl. . North south east and west. Foreign land is right and left.
Used to dream until I stopped writing fiction. All right well that's not true. Maybe it ended when I ended competition. Because I'd always lose. . My therapist could never classify conditions.
Night time. Cruising the strip. Right time. I gonna get flipped. I don't know what i do. You know what i am. Loosed up. High as a kite. Juiced up. Out like a light.
Come to me baby. holdin' my hand. Come to me baby. Lovin' a man. I give you lovin'. Feeling my pain. You tell me nothing. I go in vain. I hit the road i'm in the mood.
CHINATOWN. Call me honey down in Chinatown.. I'll be waiting like a faithful hound.. Can't get enough of your sweet talk, baby,. can't get you out of my head..
I came in like a loser,. and laid my burden down. the whole world's on my shoulders. and my head just spinning round. in the dream i don't remember. it sends pictures to my head.
There's no stoppin'. The Cretins from hoppin'. You gotta keep it beatin'. For a hoppin' Cretin. Cretin, Cretin. . I'm gonna go for a whirl. With my Cretin girl.
you're strung out on cocaine every single day. you're whole life's in shambles in every single way. you smoke dope you rest checked you smoked all the rest (?).
One, two, three, four. . They do their best, do what they can. They get them ready for Vietnam. From Old Hanoi to East Berlin. Commando, involved again.
Well, come on, let's go, let's go, little darlin'. Tell me that you'll never leave me. Come on, come on, let's go again. And again and again and again.
Oh, oh, oh. Sitting here with nothin' to do. Sitting here thinkin' only of you. But you'll never get out of there. She'll never get out of there. . Texas chain saw massacre.
Good evening friends. Better come gather round here on this sabbath Sunday. Come on and slap your hands. There's a hot wind and it's blowing through our town.
Is that love in your eyes? Or just obsession?. They're razor sharp! It's your disguise. Your obsession!. You mess my hair and tear my clothes. Your obsession!.
So many factors in the output of relationships. Never thought I had the parts not to sink the ship. You single handedly picked my face from the crowd.
(I keep falling over). My overcoat is hung and I'm too far gone to see. When the last drinks bell is rung you can carry me. Carry me. Carry me, push me through the door.
(Ahhh... tales of urban despair and unemployment on the fringe). [verse 1]. The gun lies on the street But it's too late. There's no one near 'Cause they're hiding behind their fears.
Who will lead us now that you've gone. Who will make us stronger in this weak moment. Crying thoughts dive in our minds make us believe that. Someday we will be , we will say , finally.