There is a house in New Orleans. They call, 'The Rising Sun'. And it's been a ruin of many a poor boy. And God I know, I'm one. . My mother was a tailor.
Bombers in the sky. No one's asking why. We have to duck and cover. When the bullets start to fly. . When the bullets start to fly. We have to duck and hide.
And so goodbye. Sweet words do ring. Another day. Our hopes will bring. . To jaded hearts. And Sundays blue. When love arrives. It changes you. . Sometimes it's tangible.
Candles dance. Her softened cue. She returns. Then goes away. Brings you her magic. And brings you her key. Leaves you to wonder. Her mystery. Yet she contends.
Standing outside. Looking inside. Through the wall. I stumbled sagely. I predicted my own fall. She pretends. That she can't hear me. When I call. I'm feeling low and....
The girl that I love doesn't love me too. I'm singing, oh, I'm hurt. Drown my sorrows in a bar. . A man came from the dark and hit me, oh, I'm hurt. Everything's wrong, everything's bad.
A boy loved a girl but the girl said no. She ran away with a handsome gigolo. He loved her but they were through. So he fed himself to the lions at the zoo.
Father: Well Ryan, tomorrow's a big day. Your mom's coming home from the hospital with your new baby sister.. Ryan : baby sister. Father: That's right, baby sister..
Time to take out those menorahs!. Put on your yamaca. It's time for Hanukkah. So much fun-uka. To celebrate Hanukkah. Hanukkah is, the festival of lights.
Put on your yamaca. It's time for Hanukkah. So much fun-uka. To celebrate Hanukkah. Hanukka is, the festival of lights. Instead of one day of presents.
Father owned the dating bar so mother ran the store. We all lived there together with the army at the door. No one to do my laundry or to tell me that they're sure.
Hard to be a girl, so nice to be a boy. In my room at night, not a pretty site. . Here's an empty kiss marching. To the rhythm of the pay roll. I can be a good boy too.
Mhmhm oh yeah. I don't need no mornin' coffee baby. To make my eyes open up. The buzz that I've been wakin' with lately. Cant be poured in a coffee cup.
O lucky, lucky me. I can live here in luxury. Can't answer your simplicity. You've got to stop your grumbling. . And all that human bondage den. And try to make a man of me.
When you get a number one. The only way is down. And if you have a sticky patch. They start looking, start looking around. . When you get a number one.
Hello, I love you. Won't you tell me your name?. Hello, I love you. Let me jump in your game. . Hello, I love you. Won't you tell me your name?. Hello, I love you.
Happy as a punk in boys town. No more talk about doing. Going 'round the twist with heartbreak. . You're in need of protection. Not from me but from yourself.
Give me a hope. To be alone. . I want arms around. I want arms around. It'll be all right. You can be sure. Don't crease that perfect curvature. Soul pirate, drifting in a sea of bliss (oh).
Oh well Hampstead is a place and not for revolution. I was down the fetchin' knocking two bits of wood together. I seen you pounce around see you looking in the mirror.
Yeah!. All right!. Oh, wow!. . Take a look at the world today. You got violence and sex. You got your movies rated X. You got the devil with his hex. .