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What ever happened to Wonderland; Where'd Alice go? Oh. . I took a night dream with knife in hand;. And cut out to the next show, back in her living hell..
So it began this way, I can't recall how it got started. So it began this way, I don't recall a thing. And all in all I guess it's for the better. If you don't remember anything, sit and sing.
Like the flutter of your fingertips, like the flickering of lights. You've got your bright ideas but we've got bigger fish to fry. Found you out there on your doorstep, undressed to the nines.
It's a girl in here, not as sweet as you. It's a guy like me, some bad tattoos. An empty bar filling up with smoke. And I fry in the ashes, I'm 3 days old.
So hello where are we today. Still fighting, still running in place. Now the outline of this lake. Seems to be pointing me away. Honestly I've never lied more to myself.
Calling all cars, all coroners. We've got a dead one here. And anybody else receiving this. The west coast is far from clear. . Like a time bomb or sudden death.
Don't leave me alone, I'm waiting for this to be. The last thing that I see. Well, if I tried real good, then I probably could. Get a couple more days, but the drugs are lame.
Calling all cars or coroners, we got a dead one here. And anybody else receiving this, the west coast is far from clear. Like a time bomb, a sudden death.
Calling all cars or coroners, we got a dead one here. And anybody else receiving this, the west coast is far from clear. Like a time bomb, a sudden death.
Like two ships in the night,. We're colliding and sinking,. Into the black sea of our love.. We navigated past the point of logical thinking,. Lost sight of the stars up above..
I thought that you were joking. When you said you couldn't breathe. You said you couldn't breathe. Turns out that you were choking. On a town you couldn't leave.
A deep dark secret down at the bottom. But this bay can't keep it unforgotten. And a story that was told has now grown taller than we'd ever wish to be.
Down this road there's an old brick house. My mama cried the day that I moved out. And my first summer job was pumpin' gas and fixin' flats. Out at Henry Walker's Texaco.
She sits and stares out the window at the water. Every night down at Longy's Cafe. All alone she sips her Pina Colada. Talking to herself dreaming time away.
Down on the river it's an easy kind of life. Everybody here's feeling fine. No need to worry or get in a hurry. Nothing to spend but time. Light up a smoke and tell a few jokes.
Just off of the beaten path. A little dot on the state road map. That's where I was born and where I'll die. . Things move at a slower pace. Nobody's in a rat race.
Gonna lay down my burdens, down by the riverside. Down by the riverside, down by the riverside. Gonna lay down my burdens, down by the riverside. Ain't a-gonna study war no more.
Rollin' down the backwoods. Tennessee by-way. One arm on the wheel. . Holdin' my lover. With the other. A sweet, soft, southern thrill. . Worked hard all week.
I'm not a stranger to passion,. I've seen a lot of love in my time. Felt that physical attraction,. From the touch in the heat of the night. Been all over the country,.