Saturday morning serials chapters 1 through 15. Fly paper, penny loafers, Lucky Strike Green. Flat tops, sock hops, Studebaker, Pepsi Please. Ahh, do you remember these?.
She was standin' in the crowd. All alone and lookin' pretty. Listening to the music that we played. She walked up and whispered. I leaned down and listened.
I've sung everything from hard times to heaven. To the cold winds that chilled my very soul. And I've sung everything from lonely nights in taverns. To dime store women on the troll.
She was forty-one and her daddy still called her Baby. Everyone in Brownsville thinks she's crazy. 'Cause she walks to the station with a suitcase in her hand.
Do I love you more than mere words could ever say. Am I crazy to think that I could find another way. Do I need to tell you I'll always be true do I well darlin' I do.
His deeds were never published for the public things. He did were never done for show. His name was never printed in the paper. Until about two days ago.
komm flieg mit mir. . gehst du den weg der einsamkeit. glaubst du dass diese zeit vergeht. weinst du heimlich in dich hineinein. sodass ich keine trne seh.
halt mich - schrei nicht. spr dich - fest in meiner hand. seh dich - wein nicht. fhl dich endlich frei. frag nicht - kss mich. geh nicht nicht in dieser nacht.
[INTRO]. [RAP]. To the top of the world, they try to end this war,. in their head they pretend to see the end - they lie again.. Dream false winter it means - bury your dreams.
enter the unknown. it's not overblown. when will i move back home?. the years have been thrown. . it's not alright. it's much too bright. turn around.
Whoa, a little love at Caesar's. Whoa, you know I love to please her. Whoa, a little love at Caesar's goes so far. . Whoa, a little love at Caesar's. Whoa, whoa, whoa, you know I love to please her.
Can I trust you'll go away. If I'm to say I'm okay?. Just let me bleed on my own. And I will find my way home. . Cause the sad, sad side of it all. Is you don't remember.
So what if I lost my mind. So what if this is goodbye. Who cares what they say. They never cared anyway. . The world is a cage we can never escape. Day after day, day after day.
I'm always seeing something new. every time I look at you. everything is gone, I say. I'm falling to the floor. my dignity's dumped overboard. and everything's gone astray.
Break down. . I've been breaking sweats in the night-time. I was growing my hair. And I could not care what they think. Cause my eyes were turned up. Like you tore open the ceiling.
I cant wait for this to end. And leave tonight behind us. I'm unsettled letting go of you. And sleeping the night in silence. . And this laptop falls along with me.
Not much to do around this town till I met you. It used to be the days would pass so quickly. Now time stands still. And every week we'd chill and watch MTV.
you were speaking in tongues. conversations. was it your god speaking?. were you coming undone?. was it nature. that showed you that. desire. colours all you see.
politically. compulsory routine. they spin it to shift all of the blame. (what they say!). what's in it for me?. not better for all three. and definitely too right by me.
even lady luck. she said she could not help. she's just a dead end queen. keep her away from me. . she said, "keep her away from me,. i don't even like to see her breathe.