(Traditional). . Jole Blon, Louisiana. On the bayou in the moonlight. ?, rice and gravy. Jambalaya, fil gumbo. Your my sweet one? Jole Blon. . Jole Blon, look out babe.
Every time we play a show,. he's right there, ready to go,. got his kilt and his apple hat,. crossed suspenders on his back,. doing moves that no one's seen,.
Tell me all about how things will never go too far. Situation normal you're still living in the dark. You don't seem to care that I don't have that much to say.
Here we are. Clock strikes heaven. Were invisible tonight. And I want to get to know you better. Were closing in. On another year to get away from here.
Juggernaut, juggernaut. . This seems too big for me. Hulking monstrosity. Too late to get out now. And like the speed of sound. This thing has brought me down.
DO YOU THINK YOUR GONNA MAKE IT ALRIGHT. DO YOU THINK YOUR GONNA COME ON HOME. I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERY NIGHT. AIN'T NO WAY FOR LEAVING YOU ALONE. DO YOU THINK YOUR GONNA MAKE IT ALRIGHT.
There's something I want to ask you before it's too late. It's been on my mind since the first time we met. It scares me now more now there's more at stake.
Many's the time I've been thinking about changing my ways. But when it gets right down to it it's the same drunken haze. I'm serving a sentence to write life's sentences.
The car finally burned out around 3. The blue beacon. of a silent patrol car threw new shadows into the street. turning the window into a flickering monitor screen..
All the way from Bucharest your skin crawled on the way to Hollywood. Through a whole in the wall. You saw the free world trading in bones. There's a guardian angel at the window.
We are jigsaw pieces aligned on the perimeter edge. Interlocked through a missing piece. We are renaissance children becalmed beneath the bridge of sighs.
You're so sweet. You're so fine. I want you all and everything. Just to be mine. . `cos you're my baby. `cos you're my love. Girl I'm just a jeepster.
--- "Jack and Jill" Taken from Fish single "Big Wedge" ---. . Jack and Jill. Me and my old lady we got a dream commin' true. Me and my old lady just bought some room with a view.
You've seen your future from your present state. And filtered through your past, it may not look too great. If you could have your future generate your now.
My pusher who art in the krack house. Hallowed be thy bitches and hoe's. As for I am sprung my rock will be done. In my crib as well as in public. Give us this day our daily krack.
Ska ska ska. Jamaican ska. Ska ska ska. Do the ska. . Not everybody can chachacha. Not everybody can do the twist. But everybody can do the ska. It's the new dance that goes like this.
Get off the bus and I caught myself running. Into the truck stop at three in the morning Oh shit. And you thought you had time to take a dump. Drop the kids off at the pool.
Confusing words. . just words. Confusing words. . just words. I swear to you sister you're Iosing your ability to laugh. Out from underneath your dark brown eyes.
I woke up this morning with the sundown shining in. I found my mind in a brown paper bag within. I tripped on a cloud and fell-a eight miles high. I tore my mind on a jagged sky.