Rising high.....in the morning and the night.. Feeling low.....never knowing where you'll fall.. Hypnotized.....nothing can make you feel this way.. No way out.....cause now you're trap and can't go back..
(Oh, oh, oh, oh). (Cause I'm fallin', fallin'). (Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh). (Cause I'm fallin' in love with you). . It was in the studio. The first time that we met.
"When will you be home?" she asks. as we watch the planes take off. We both know we have no clear answer to where my dreams may lead. She's watched me as i crawled and stumbled.
A little boy of thirteen was on his way to school. He heard a crowd of people laughing and he went to take a look. Thousands were listening to the stories of one man.
[Lyrics & Music - Andrea Cipolla]. . Feast at abattoir. Cows applaud. We are four on a meathook. . Our show ends. Cows shoot us a hook in the head. We are four on a meathook.
We're basically existing in a fake world, a world which was created by. man, the creator gave us the earth, put us here in the universe, he gave. us our minds, he gave us all these tools to exist and survive,.
Corporate Avengers. Freedom is a state of mind. Fault The Police (I Don't) Lyrics. . Freedom is a state of mind,. A mind is a state of being,. Stay the Fuck out of my mind and my being..
Well, it seems like the funky days, they're back again. Funky, funky days, they're back again. And we're in vogue again. Before the gurkers get called up again.
Well, my mother was a mule. and my father was a squirrel. my sister's a boy,. and I am a girl. . Circus Freaks (repeat 1). Yeah!. Circus Freaks (repeat 1).
This place ain't fit for a jukebox, let alone a band. We're lookin' good in our sequined shirts and neon tans. Turn down the lights, let's strike up the band boys.
None speak of the pious in history:. Notre Dame conquered by a pote maudit.. Beyond Frances gendarmes and butchery. rose my twin-eyed concrete Babel staring.
I was a stranger in the city. Out of town were the people I knew. I had that feeling of self-pity. What to do, what to do, what to do. The outlook was decidedly blue.
At a phone the girl is cursing fingers waving a cigarette. Jealous of the drag she is nursing to be touching her lips. to be touching her lips. Concrete sweats and groans sets apart a path for steps.
music and lyrics by Corb Lund. . Family reunion, shes gonna be a good one. So lemme bend your ear, the clans all here for the family reunion. . Well my cowboy uncles sing cowboy songs.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah. Some things last till the end of time. But what we had just couldn't survive. I got so used to you in my life. So now that you're gone there's something missing inside.
10.000 miles away from home. Will someone tell me where the hell I am. Tied in knots of skin and bone. And looking for an exit door again. I swear I've seen this before.
Few chances come once in a lifetime. The onrushing colors of dawn. Stayed with me the whole day in my mind. Getting in before the storm.
This movie would've killed us. It would've made a mess. I'd have lit the fires but I'd have pulled you out. Take a shot from every angle. I'd have shot you down.