I would swallow my pride, I would choke on the rinds. But the lack thereof would leave me empty inside. Swallow my doubt, turn it inside out. Find nothing but faith in nothing.
I'm the kid on the rise. I'm the heat in summer time. Everyone around me knows I'm on my way. You may not see it now. Lookin' at my bank account. Girl, you know I'm gonna fool the world someday.
I'm the kid on the rise. I'm the heat in summer time. Everyone around me knows I'm on my way. You may not see it now. Lookin' at my bank account. Girl, you know I'm gonna fool the world someday.
Real men never give. To people living on the streets.. They've got it all for themselves. And I try so very hard but it's always there when I close my eyes and.
I bet that you like Julian Cope. Don't tell me you don't. Don't don't don't.
Do not adjust your TV sets. What you're about to see is a live broadcast. With a warning to whom it conserns. We have scenes some viewers. may find disturbing.
Cherry blossom on your Chelsea boots. Cheap wet-look hair gel and a dogtooth suit. And the Ray Bans are out, out the temp fait. It's always raining down, raining round your way.
Why are you up and leavin'. If you really want to say. I can't give much more meaning. To what you do anyway. . Stop begging your bosses. Stop begging your bliss.
Israel want to be free. Israel want to be free. From out of this bondage. Israel want to be free. . It is a very, very, very, very long time now. You're under captivity.
I wanna be, I wanna be a better man. I wanna be, I wanna be a better man. . You're driving your car along. I'm pushing my cart along. I want to be a better man.
It's time again. Fate demands that I think again. About my life and how it feels to be all alone. And the wizard of my mind. Oracle of all that's mine.
I'm back. In third world traffic. I'm dead amongst the static. It's coming through my ears. . With a prayer mat at your feet. And a smoke that tastes so sweet.
I'm so tired my feet don't touch the ground. I love the sky so much. I just fall straight down. . I'm so tired my feet don't touch the ground. I love the ocean so much I might even drown.
Some go into space. To find another race. Some say it's a waste. And some, they rest their case. . I've got love in my own place. To me its a waste, this chase.
Over mountains. Over trees. Over oceans. Over seas. Across the desert. I'll be there. . In a whisper on the wind. On the smile of a new friend. Just think of me.
Another place. Another time. Another way out. Another face. Another line. Another cop out. Still I don't know what I am looking for. . Another day. Another way.
Eric Michael Jones [ASCAP]. . I was born in New England. Lived here all my life. Got a three bedroom house in the suburbs. With my two kids and my first wife.
I went out dancing with my wife. One of the great joys of my life. We did the Jitterbug Swing to the saxophone. Stopped for a snack on our way home. .