Deep inside these dusty walls. There's a sacred heart. I'd know this garden anywhere. She was warm, she was deep summertime. She was love itself. And she was standing there.
And now's the time.. It's really always been the time for you.. In my heart where you once were - a grand canyon.. Whoa, whoa yeah; time to go. Whoa whoa yeah; time to go..
Lived a life of grief and sorrow. Striving for the best. The only cause they criticized. Supporting all the rest. Pounding pavement, pounding steel. Shredding all to break.
You think you'll make it but you're wasting your time. You'd sell your sister just to have that last line. You've got to have it you don't care what you pay.
You had your say, it's time to play my way. You waste my time, I'll speak 'cause it's my dime. Don't care no more, out cold lying on the floor. My choice, my rules, no time for dancing fools.
Hang the Jolly Roger, it's time to set the mood. All kinds are invited, the sweeties and the rude. I see so many people, who's here that I know?. I don't see any faces, they're head first in the snow.
The power rips through the night. Energy you just can't fight. No escape from the fire. Tension mounts and takes you higher. Thousand there at the hour.
He's free as the breeze, he's always at ease. He lives in the jungle and hangs by his knees. As he swings through the trees without a trapeze. In his B.V.D.s.
Freeway signs and faded blacktop. Backstage doors and parkin' lots. That's the world I mostly see. Starin' out of a wide window. A thousand miles away from my home.
You can lay right here beside me, like there aint nothing wrong,. Kill the light and say goodnight and turn the TV off,. Act as if I dont know what it is that you cant find the words to say,.
Now I'm heading down to the Biou. For some good looking woman and craw daddies to. And I'm going to check thing's out. And I'm going check her out. Man when I get down there.
remember the faces. remember their names. those who died for defying the games. of make the rich richer. now we see where it get's you. a name made trash.
There's a story the gypsies know is true. That when your love wears golden earrings,. She belongs to you.. An old love story that's known to very few,.
Hey!. Well my temperature's rising. And my feet left the floor. Crazy people knocking,. 'Cause they want some more.. Let me in baby,. I don't know what you got.
1, 2, 3, let's do it. Oh, oh, oh. Let's do it. Oh, oh, oh. . Listen up, I got a secret, my flaws are beautiful. I'm way beyond average, I don't catch the common cold.
Oh yeah. Can you dig it?. I can dig it. Oh yeah. . Sure is mellow grazin' in the grass. (Grazin' in the grass is a gas, baby, can you dig it?). What a trip just watchin' as the world goes past.
A child so fragile trynna make a way through,. told to work hard and all her dreams will come true.. Closed hearts and closed minds, ignorance runs through.
This. (C'mon). Is so serious. (I said c'mon). . Raven Symon. C'mon, let's go. I said c'mon. Let's go!. . That girl, that got it, girl. I'm that girl, that got it, girl.
I'ma get it, girl, get it. I'ma get it, girl, get it. I'ma get it, girl, get it. 'Cuz I know that I can. . And I'ma get it, girl, get it. I'ma get it, girl, get it.
Oh oh oh oh yeah! ah sha la la la la!. Wake up to such a sweet sweet song. I could listen to it all day long. From my window I can smell the sea. As I start my day in Grove Town.