I know where I come from:. How 'bout you?. I don't need baggy clothes,. Or rings in my nose to be cool.. The scars on my knuckles,. Match these scuffs on these cowboy boots..
You lay your face on the ground. You smash your teeth on the rock. . No one tries to understand your pain. But you try to show us your hollow smile. .
You'd drop my hand to change my view. Break and bend till I lose to you. Drawing conclusions color in what you miss. You paint this picture of me just two eyes and a kiss.
What do you expect from all the shit you say?. How will you nail 'bout lies that you spread everyday?. (When we'll be face to face). How will you pretend that you didn't wanna play the game?.
Shoop-bop, shoop-bop. Shoop-bop, shoop-bop. . My mama told me she didn't like that rock and roll. I said, "Please, mama, please, mama. You just don't know I don't want.
This is love from the days gone by. tables turning on the times of try. . but will we ever find. a reason to belong?. . Minds will see the few will find.
Have yourself a merry little Christmas. Let your heart be light. From now on, our troubles will be out of sight. Have yourself a merry little Christmas.
Hooka Tooka my soda cracker. Does your momma chaw tobacca. If ya momma chaw tobacca,say. Hooka Tooka my soda cracker. Hooka Tooka my soda cracker. Does your momma chaw tobacca.
Hooka Tooka my soda cracker. Does your momma chaw tobacca. If ya momma chaw tobacca,say. Hooka Tooka my soda cracker. Hooka Tooka my soda cracker. Does your momma chaw tobacca.
This is a sad story about a girl named Mary Mac. And her wondering lover Bob Needle. . Softly I can hear her callin'. Hey, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle, Bobba Needle.
You can take what you want forever,. And then throw it all away,. But the heart that you left behind you. Still haunts you 'til this day. . In the time that it takes to feel it,.
Oh, oh. I see the sky. It's becoming a very very bright red. Almost an aurora, a red aurora. . And it's like I'm suspended. And the light is so bright it hurts my eyes.
Time keeps ticking, ticking away. I'm still looking for an, easy way to say. that nothing matters and what if it did. just choose your dreams any way you seem fit.
Jenny was the girl i used to know way back in high school. back when we were so young, back then when we were so cool. and i still see you standing there, with flowers in your hair.
There's a hole in your voice. And you say it's a choice. But I don't understand. . There's a tear in the wind. From the prick of a pin. And it's set to expand.
Forest floor here we stand. Beast to beast and man to man. No reward, no applause. Just strangers baring claws. After we take our stance. After this ugly dance.
This house. Called us on the other coast. It knew that we'd become a ghost. It said as far as it could tell. We should come out and stay a spell. And it took us in with open arms.
So I find myself here again. I have to wonder if it's ever going to end. I once knew this place by a different name. I guess I shouldn't be surprised.
Deep in city street broken light flickers on a one way dream. Cut to movie McGee one night only starring you and me. Got a penny in my pocket and its turning to dust.
I'm no Superman, I can't take your hand. And fly you anywhere you wanna go, yeah. I can't read your mind like a billboard sign. And tell you everything you wanna hear, but.