{Can you hear me in the booth?. Loud and clear, Lisa. Oh, good, thank you, sir. For letting me be in a real studio. It's a genuine thrill, sir}. . {Could I trouble you with one request?.
[Homer]. Who can take your trash out. Stomp it down for you. Shake the plastic bag and do the twisty thingie do?. The Garbage Man!. [Garbage Men] Yes the Garbage Man Can!.
Half past twelve and I'm watching the Late Show in my flat all alone. How I hate to spend the evening on my own. Autumn winds blowing outside my window as I look around the room.
I have come to claim my throne again. Seek revenge on you Sir Fortesque. Though my army is beyond the grave. I shall cast a spell and watch them rise.
We planted the lightbulbs,. that halloween night,. you said you wanted to lay down in the cold grass and die.. What do you think about when you're all alone,.
Good luck means nothing to me. So exactly what does that mean. For me now have I given up. On almost everything. . My scars are easy to see. Haunting reminders indeed.
It's all over, you've been trying for too long.. We've been being hunted from long before.. And now it's time to turn and face the rest.. We'll plan our exit make sure that it's the best..
You've got a hold on me now. Crashing as I hit the ground. I'm a wave, you're the shore. Tide pulls in I'm back for more. . Broken by lovers. Held together.
Ive got a little hunch that. There is something going on now. The clothes I bought, the friends Ive got. My teacher had a meltdown. . Then I look at me and I start to see.
When I close my eyes, the first thing, I see. Flashbacks, of you holding and kissing me. Good time, Good life, in love with you. Smiled everyday. Baby, it was All for you.
On an advert, of the late show. That's where she goes. She's got a chat show and she gets old. And she wants to look gold. Every magazine and paper. There's an interview with her.
GET UP AND BOOGIE. Silver Convention. (That's right) Get up and boogie. Get up and boogie. (That's right) Get up and boogie. Get up and boogie. Boogie.
Slowly, slowly, walk the path,. And you might never stumble or fall.. Slowly, slowly, walk the path,. And you might never fall in love at all.. . CHORUS:.
As they came on to Glasgow town,. And passd the banks and braes sae bonny,. There they espied the weel-faurd may,. And she said to them her name was Peggy..
In a deep blue sea of her dwelling grief. She's breathing the pain that flows in her eyes. . Like the deepest fear that you've always felt but never shown.
Circusmaximus. Was a time, in a land, at a place faraway,. In a place we know as Rome. Many years, torn away, fades the distant memory. . Try to think, what was life, when you knew one thing,.
New life conception of what you aren't. Consume the fallen set you apart. New lies, your soul dies. Create the fiction to now embark. You are the haunted within the dark.
Chorus:. . Give me time without fears,. Give me time without tears,. Give me time now to stay with you. . Give me time to find the truth,. I don't want to fail and lose,.
I was thrown out from your world. I just got out by your back door. Suddenly my brightness became so bored. Maybe I just can't bright anymore. Yes I am ugly as much as I can be.
It's a hip hop number five. Leaving our town. Yes, we cover new ground. As we head for mile five. Sixteen motels. Shaking their heads. Man, my eyes are getting red.