Jenny drove out to Vegas for the first time. Picked up a guy hitching on the highway side. Rode into town together looking for a sign. Thought they saw something in the keno lights.
I'm sitting wondering, watching the parade. In my ever-present chair. People laughing and smiles all around me. Balloons and paper in my hair. . There's a man in a car with the top down.
They're looking for some hired guns on the Texas border. To shoot 'em all down if they try to cross over the water. And they've got their old white hoods and the same old orders.
When the night lies so still. Oh before I go to sleep. I come by, I come by. Oh just to look at you. In the dim light I say. That in my own small way.
He rides the wave, aspiring slave. The prince of darkness plays his games. You're hypnotized, under velvet skies. He breathes the red wind 'cross your eyes.
Always let you down. Always fooled around. Always stealing your own way. . Life just seems too short. Life lived in the dirt. Kicked in the theet. Is what you meant to say.
You knew I wouldnt go. Thats why you threatened me, would I stay?. Said, "I was sick, and Id be alone". Said, "My mind was not my own", I didnt learn.
As if I really didn't understand. That I was just another part of thir plan. I went off looking for the promise. Believing in the Motherland. And from the comfort of a dreamer's bed.
In my early years I hid my tears. And passed my days alone. Adrift on an ocean of loneliness. My dreams like nets were thrown. To catch the love that I'd heard of.
Smoke in the sky and fire in the air. Desire burns between them. One big push is gonna get you there. Takes a stronger eye to see them. When you see it in front of you.
(by The Verve Pipe). . When I was young I knew everything. She a punk who rarely ever took advice. Now I'm guilt stricken,. Sobbing with my head on the floor.
In the back of his mind he could have been. A prize fighter like Muhammad Ali or maybe Prince Nazeem. But in school he was prayed upon from the very start.
A bit of Texas in my veins. I think I'm goin', goin' insane. A cow girl knockin' at my door. Oh, baby, just give me a roar. . Rockin' out the Alamo, San Antonio.
Look at you. You're a fool and you're over. You're gone, lost paradise. Now you're going home. . Freaktown, come along for the ride. Freaktown, where your dreams have all died.
Michael Kelly Smith. . You're taking me home. Oh, you're treating me right. You're taking me home. I'll get some lovin' tonight. . You're driving me wild.
Childs/Paris. . Luke 1:1. Forasmuch as many have taken in hand. To set forth in order a declaration. of those things. which are most surely believed among us....
(john fiddler). . First met you you were lonely, pushin' your smile in my face. Now I know that you're phoney, you're the human race's disgrace. You're a fork talking man.
What was that sound?. I can't remember what just happened. Lyin' in this pool of blood. Is this real or am I dreamin'?. . They called an ambulance. And someone's talkin' to me in another language.
I don't feel like singing. I think I have given up. I can see right through you. I can see right through to who you are. . I don't feel like lying. I dont' feel like shutting up (no more).
I think I've gone insane. What I tried to say. Doesn't matter now. You didn't listen anyway. . Say it to my face. Show me what you got. You never show me who you are.