When I was a young boy, I was honest. And I had more self control. If I was tempted I would run. . Then when I got older. I began to lie to get exactly.
When I was a young boy, I was honest. And I had more self control. If I was tempted I would run. . Then when I got older. I began to lie to get exactly.
Fame's what she's wanting. Not a face in the crowd just a disposable pop star. . Staring down from 30,000 feet above the planet. She gets the sense nothing's behind her anymore.
The beltway around Des Moines. Completed in record time. Dedicated anniversary. Of four lanes crossing our state line. . Hot sun all day. Brightens local water holes.
I think I'm going slightly mad. It might be all the dreams I've had. It could be all the things I've seen. All the things I wish I'd been. I'd like to introduce you.
I wanna be a freak don't know why,. I wanna sprout wings and try to fly,. I wanna drop n passers-by, oh my, oh my, oh my, oh. I wanna be purple spotted pink,.
well it started out when we were very young. schoolyard kids on the prowl just havin Fun. smokin cigarettes and tryin to buy some beer. the eight before twentyone.
when is you birds gonna learn that lemme is not hot. can i have locked up bitch and gimme got shot. man they got me on that bullshit. that buy me this, i need that bitch bullshit.
uh uh F! uh uh uh R! uh uh uh uh double E! uh oh KS!. . Chorus:. (Freeks!) Everybody got a freek in 'em some with deep in 'em. (Freeks!) 'specially these women just put the dieeck in 'em.
(Female singing to Eurythmics "Here Comes the Rain"). Here comes the...here comes the Feds. Watch out before they knock you and your crew. So don't be a fool stash your jewels.
Oh God, here it comes again. Here's that memory. Breaks my back. And when I figured it out. . Yeah, I thought I'd get by. Here it comes. Blacken the sun.
I was not looking for anybody. I was not searching, searching for a thing. I was not looking for a new direction. I was not lost trying to find my way.
All you want is just the fame and glory. All you're left with is the same old story. All you'll get is just an empty promise. Do you still want me?. Do you still want me?.
Sweet little pretty ran away from the trouble, we saw it all through the peephole.. She carried her belongings in a purple pair of stockings and her head in a fish bowl..
We drove through the night. Listening to Pavement on the stereo. And wondering to ourselves. Will we see the sunrise. Before the drugs wear off?. . Crossed so many borders.
In my car. Five days and counting here you are. The phone rings what more could you say. . I know you won't ever admit that. You fell for him, he never loved you back.