I met a gin soaked barroom queen in Memphis. She tried to take me upstairs for a ride. She had to heave me right across her shoulder. 'Cause I just can't seem to drink you off my mind.
Life's a bitch, then you die, black Hell. Hell's Ditch, naked howling freedom. The killer's hands are bound with chains. . At six o'clock, it starts to rain.
Sit down on that stool, hear the can't of a fool. And a strange tale I'll tell to ye. Of a time that I lived at the buff of a hill. 'Neath the burial chambers you see.
I can hear the tick of the clock,. Too close to my head.. It's giving me a headache,. To think of all,. Of all the tick tocks,. I've ever heard,. Only second counted,.
WELL, NOW AFTER ALL THAT. THINKING, WOULDN'T IT BE FINE IF. WE COULD TAKE A LITTLE TRIP? WE WILL DO IT. I. KNOW A GAME WE ALL LIKE TO PLAY. INSIDE LA CASA, THE HOUSE. WE WILL PLAY HIDE AND.
Well, it's 3 a.m. I'm out here riding again. Through the wicked winding streets of my world. I make a wrong turn break it now, I'm too far gone. I got a siren on my tail and that ain't the fine I'm lookin' for.
Well, it's 3 a.m. I'm out here riding again. Through the wicked winding streets of my world. I make a wrong turn break it now, I'm too far gone. I got a siren on my tail and that ain't the fine I'm lookin' for.
Hello, hello. . Are you out there?. M.O.D. are you out there?. I can't see your face. But you left a trace on a data back-road. That I almost erased. Not even God takes this long to get back.
Come here, pretty please. Can you tell me where I am?. You, won't you say something?. I need to get my bearings. I'm lost and the shadows keep on changing.
There is a road. It's not to far from here. That's where i first met love. It's been following me for years. And she was smiling. And she was laughing.
A boy sits and talks to a little red book. Alone in his chair in a little grey house. His thoughts and his dreams. Some truths some his faiths. To talk back to him and reassure that some day.
I can turn the gray more blue. Give me a chance and Ill show you. How to go from good to bad to worse. . And then youll see my greatest gift. Is falling down and taking it.
Hit Man. You're Not Afraid To Die. . Hit Man Hit Man. You're Not Afraid To Die. Hit Man Hit Man. You Make Me Wonder Why. Hit Man Hit Man. You Really Rock The Joint.
This Is For All You Headbangers. Out Here. You Know Who You Are. . (Ichi Ni San Shi). . Headbanger. You Got Your Brains French Fried. Headbanger. You're Gonna Burst Inside.
A BRAND NEW HUMAN BEING RAZOR SHARP ALL FIRM AND TAN. ALL CLEAN, ALL PURE WITH A 30 SECOND ATTENTION SPAN. AS THE CLOCK STRIKES 12 AND WE'RE READY FOR PARTY GAMES.
I want to show you how much. I don't really know you too much. And I can't skip by this misfortunate predicament. I can't get myself out of it, it's all too much.
I'm listening, it's me she's twisting. Honey and oil, she's as bitter as the soil. She spells the end of my life today. Are you listening?. (Yeah, I'm listening).