Jeg sitter ne' p berget og ser utover havet. en solskinnsdag i ferien min. i sommer skal jeg surfe st p vannski og bade. ja denne ferien tror jeg blir fin.
Har en skrue ls. Mutters alene. Den m ha skrudd seg ut over tid. Selv pyramidene. Svaier i vinden. Ingenting er lenger solid. Har s altfor lenge imitert en klippe.
Har en skrue ls. Mutters alene. Den m ha skrudd seg ut over tid. Selv pyramidene. Svaier i vinden. Ingenting er lenger solid. Har s altfor lenge imitert en klippe.
I'm not trapped in your. I'm not trapped in your. I'm not trapped in your. Executive slacks. . I can't be your. I can't work as. I can't be your. Executive slave.
I'm not a type and you know I really want you. I'm waiting for the doors to close so I can really show you. You're interior is playing with my insides.
Please forgive, for they know not what they've done. And if they did, they'd surely resurrect their trust. Promises were made to break and the family kept its end.
Everyone I know. Is trying to get into this show. Everybody is a fucking liar. Time and time again. Whoever's in the room is your friend. Everybody is a fucking liar.
Behind, beneath, below a certain level of intoxication. Hidden like a joyful bundle, prisoner of inebriation. . If you had the chance, would you realize.
Music : MT Lyrics : JB. Solo : MT. When you wake up in the night. And you stare into the dark. Your eyes will scream for sight. Evil left its mark. You'll be looking all above.
Ah, this could have been Enewetak. Stressed, embattled, irradiated, evacuated. And something's on in those isles. A foreign power said. . Ah, this could have been Enewetak.
Sacred pictures. With which she will foretell her future. Expert witness. A wound that wont believe in sutures. . 'Cause shes earlier than expected. A little premature Madonna.
No one has said what the truth should be. And no one decided that I'd feel this way. If you felt as I, would you betray yourself?. . But you can't deny, how I feel.
Ever so lost. I can't find my way. Been searching but I have never seen. A turning, a turning from deceit. . Cause the child roses like. Try to reveal what I could feel.
These eyes see only what they wanna see. These ears hear only what they wanna hear. These minds think only what they wanna think. These lies, these lies.
Could you be the one I want to see. Could you be the one I'm waiting for, oh Evelyn. When I drink alone I think of you. When I think alone I drink to you, oh Evelyn.
Them want boom times. They don't want depression. Them want spend, spend. Them don't want recession. . We don't want chumps. We don't want suckers. We don't want pimps.
Here to sing, by request. Here we bring England's finest. By request, England's finest. P W E I.
Escaping the twilight, drinking till sunrise. I never thought a head like this would persist. I could be dead at 33 like Belushi. Drain myself away like Hancock in Sydney.
i was flying high with no landing gear. i was in too deep when the flood came. and the rain poured down on me. now im 25 and im still living like a child.
sometimes i feel like the walking dead. i watch the dust fall on my guitar. i feel the rust in my hands. and i love what i do (don't get me wrong). but can i climb up to the top of the hill?.