Once upon a time not long ago. When people wore Adidas and lived life slow. When laws were stern and justice stood. And people was behaving like hip-hop was good.
I'm a constant sinner, a conscience killer. I'm a righteous heartache, never gonna let you get close to mine. I'm a punk every time, give me little room.
Well, everything's so different now. This scream which fills the air. And haunts the hall which children. Sleep upon the floor. . They'll have the gun, you'll hear them say.
Well, everything's so different now. This scream which fills the air. And haunts the hall which children. Sleep upon the floor. . They'll have the gun, you'll hear them say.
Cant change all the things Ive done, I know. Im chasing the reason and my soul. I feel it gone, I feel it gone. . Ive been waiting for the right time, just to begin.
I open my eyes. As the crowds come rushing by. They're running away. I pull down the mask. As the gas drips to the ground. They're running away. . Violins.
Can't talk about the money no more - it ain't comin in. label's don't give it up, I think they're Republican. they blame it on the downloadin. but on the down low I think they're goin down with their mouths open.
I need some lovin' your style is so fine. I've got to getcha girl and make you mine. I see you 'round and you treat me so rude. You know you need me girl, I can cure your blues.
you are lightning bolt. yes we must find a way. to conduct your energy. to a life machine. . well you are. softly shaking electricity. softly shaking electricity.
The life you led had you in chains. Losing the touch. There's no controlling your mind. Forever grieving in your heart. The mysteries you hide contribute in losing the battle.
Twenty-one years getting older. Cashing chips on my shoulder. Ice age coming. Warm hearts turned cold. You're killing me or so I'm told. Memories are miseries company.
In my defense. I've only ever lied in self-defense. In a sense. I've only ever lost my innocence. I'm coming clean.
If I could paint your picture. I'd paint you as the sea. I'd let you become the tide. . If I could fall into you. I'd let you swallow me. So I could see you from the inside.
You may find. That my appetite gets it's way. It keeps growing and growing. Before you know it. I'm a beast swallowing prey. And it is clear. It is clear.
Dive into nothingness. Forget that we exist. And feed our souls to stray dogs. At the gates of bliss. We all shall be dismissed. To drown ourselves in pools of blood.
I see her walkin' down. In her pretty dress. The bot comes 'round w/a crate of beer. I feel like a "rude ol" fesse. . Raisin' hell now.... Raisin' hell now....
[Original version on the album "Tender Prey" by Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds]. [(C) Dying Art Ltd.]. . You better run You better run and run and run. You better run You better run.
[Florida, Jarva et al.]. . Over here, fella!.. . He-hey, You Mister! Why don't you LISTEN?. A few WORDS from a POOR OL' guy now.. Just wanna tell you 'bout THAT THING.
Is there something you'd like to do tonight?. I got some bridges to burn. I'd like to fly away tonight. For whatever it's worth. . Keep the salt out of my eyes.