I called her yesterday and she told me, that. Well, she was just talking me about the weather man on television. And I'd thought you'd be interested in knowing about this.
(Jesse and Ella Jesse Hooper). . You find yourself in the bathroom cupboard. Prescriptions don't matter anymore. Squeezing into your blue jeans baby. Gonna get some sooner than special.
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah... Walking, always over windows. weeping willow wind blows. you are not alone. Watching, for the sign its reading. overtime i'm thinking.
Before the sun went down. And before he knew what's going on. A kiss storm like a meteor shower. Her lips got hyperactive. . So hold her down. So hold her down.
and my skin she said it shakes. so hard the gears are falling off. and the walls, they seem to jump out of place. and fly like kites in outerspace. . and we're running out of here.
Good soldiers cry. The battle rages on. Marching side by side. One fight for the home. . Find your way home. Home...Find your way home. . Don't shake the earth.
I'm that cowboy in the sky. With all the freedom of a madman. Was that shining carnival. Carousel that took me under. In one fowl blow. . Hit the planes down.
Dance slow now, sugar. The view is spectacular here tonight. There he goes exploding all the light. In one fell blow. . Hitting planes down. Hitting planes down.
arrow kid runs by. catch one in your side. is this the end?. we should die. let us go. . life is all a film. let the bullets fly. truth, lies, a film.
I did my best to notice. When the call came down the line. Up to the platform of surrender. I was broad but I was kind. And sometimes I get nervous. When I see an open door.
I had a girl in Kansas City. I had one girl in Tupelo. She had blonde hair and she was pretty. I shot her in Ohio. . I had a girl in San Francisco. I had a bad girl in Mexico.
(Lyrics: Stephen Shareaux. Music: Rob Grad, Mike Marquis). Over here drifting to a place in space, over here. Over there, sexual rejoice, my choice, over there.
I wanted to be with you alone. And talk about the weather. But traditions I can trace against the child in your face. Won't escape my attention. . You keep your distance via the system of touch.
She can taste the sorrow. And she can't get enough. And she's too scared to swallow. If she might fall in love. And if we look to tomorrow. And we know that these kids will follow.
I'm sick and tired of watching over you. Never knowing what you're gonna do. Well every step you take is closer and closer to falling far away. What's it gonna take, what's it take to make you see.
Eagle eye, feather light. Razor sharp just like a knife. Systematic, post traumatic. Girl is on the fly. Breathe in let it out. Taste your heart and spit it out.
Maiyo DANCEFLOOR ni hairu yo. Everybody watashi wo jitto miru yo!. Nesshin na LOOK de fukai ni kanjiru. But it's alright, it's hot tonight. . (Boku~) "Konya tada odoritai".