Oh, hold on. You risk exciting me. Once in Germany someone said nein. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine. . Oh, hold back. Oh, don't invite me.
I'll go, I'll go, I'll go, I'll go for you. I'll fight, I'll fight, I'll fight, I'll fight for you. I'll kill, I'll kill, I'll kill, I'll kill for you.
You're like a moon that's full,. Across a sea of foam. I'm the sky you've been burning. . I don't think you even understand. I thought I held you by the hand.
I was born at half past twelve, almost one in the morning. I was born at half past one, almost two in the morning. Now my birthday comes again and I don't know how old I am.
You always wanted more time,. To do what you always wanted to do. Now you got it. . And I, I must be high,. To say goodbye. Bye bye bye. . You never said you needed this.
Was I wrong. Off all night long. So high. As the stinking sun. I came alive. Then I felt. Oh uh oh. Some guys. Have everything I know. It's alright. I've done a lot of.
I guess I planted some long lonesome seed of a song. Way down inside me long ago. And now I can't remember when it was. But it joined up with the rest of them and grows.
got you and it's all I need [Repeat: x3]. I got you. I got you and I still believe. That you're all that I'll ever need. It's you. . All. All the way back in the seventies.
got you and it's all I need [Repeat: x3]. I got you. I got you and I still believe. That you're all that I'll ever need. It's you. . All. All the way back in the seventies.
I am an American aquarium drinker. I assassin down the avenue. I'm hiding out in the big city blinking. What was I thinking when I let go of you?. . Let's forget about the tongue-tied lightning.
Ch: We scream, you run - fall out. You scream and we're gone - falling out. There must have been times in the smoke and the beat on the dance-floor. When all of the doors, they were opening for you.
The wind blows keen across the ridge. Black against a charcoal grey. We climb up here by the winding path made so long ago. In the valley below the last few lights.
Mother, Father, I'm doing OK. On the other side of the country, far away. And though I know the things that you want to hear me say. Sometimes these things are hard.
In a nowhere bar-room on the east side of the city. There was a strange smell of burning outside in the street. I was giving a sermon like the son of a preacher.
Today seems so special like a beginning or an end. And there's so many thousand people here. After all the grey days we're shining once again. And I wouldn't be anywhere else in the world.
The roll of distant thunder breaks, the afternoon of silence wakes. They hurry through from Petergate as if they know this dance. In fury blind, I drive at night across the moors, the open roads.
As everything in life, comes together now. I need your mind. And everything is light, I remember now. I see you rise.. And all the lonely things, seem to want to change.
I've got a woman, and she's good to me. Days on end now, you know she's sweet as can be. While most of my friends,. She's alright like that?. . I've got a woman that i do. And she aint no fairweather friend.