Well the news of the saucer been flying around. Out on a walk see it over the ground. First thing I see when I saw it land. A cat jumped out and he started a band.
Well my sweet baby wears fishnet stockings. When she starts a rockin' there ain't no stoppin'. . Singin' wop bop a doo dop fishnet stockings. Shoo wop a doo dop when she's rockin'.
And it takes more time than I've ever had,. Drains the life from me, makes me want to forget.. As young as I was, I felt older back then,. More disciplined, stronger and certain..
I live a life alone. Inside a plastic hole. Inside a cage of stones. I dug myself this hole. I'm a freak. I'm a freak. Oh ho I'm a freak. Good Lord I'm a freak.
What am I? Surely not this awkward frame. That carries me 'round. Not part of emptiness that's still to be found. I want to know. . Thoughts rain down.
Now.. Time after time you've realized you're wrong.. The truth is dead. Your friends are gone.. Sit down and think of all the things you've done.. . These words spitting out my mouth, I can't find a way to let them..
Come restless sleep. Come and lay me down and ease my worry. Slow my mind and help me. Help me find my release. . I am held in the prison cryin'. On my knees prayin' I won't.
for lack of a better face. i can only give you this. boo hoo. for lack of a better face. i can only give you this. cry for me. boo who..
I never thought I'd see the day. That we honestly could say. We stand five against the world. And the doors are open. . Through all those years. I would've died to be right here.
Now I can't taste. The war that I've been fighting. Start to fall. But I'm still standing here. Behind the wall of dying flame. . I can't forget. . The fight is growing stronger.
The gold road's sure a long road. Winds on through the hills for fifteen days. The pack on my back is aching. The straps seem to cut me like a knife. .
Day after day. Alone on a hill. The man with the foolish grin. Is keeping perfectly still. But nobody wants to know him. They can see that he's just a fool.
Can you feel me around you?. I am the blood inside your veins. You taste me, you touch me. I am the pain that takes you away. . I am finally free. I've broken through the chains.
You take him places I can't go. You tell him things I don't know. And even when the bonds hold fast. You make me hate the past. . Walking in your footsteps.
Hello, my name is Maria, I'm 22 years old,. my hobbies are dancing and singing,. my ambition is to help people who are less fortunate than myself. and to make a shit lot of cash.
She burned the piston again. Cut her hair and donned the navy blue. Left the radio to squabble on air. Where they sing "I'll come home". (From here). It's when our minds go like this.
I'm alone, fever dog. Scratchin' at my back door. I hear you howl. But I don't listen no more. . Got to spit it out. The taste of the hair. Of the fever dog.
Who put the palm. over my blonde?. Who put all the tar. on the morning sand?. Who took everything. from where it once was. And put it where. it was last seen?.
Words and music by Stephen Stills. . There's something happening here. What it is ain't exactly clear. There's a man with a gun over there. Telling me.