Du redest stundenlang mit mir,. und ich hr stundenlang nicht zu.. Bin in Gedanken gar nicht hier,. ich hatte wieder mal ein Rendez-Vous.. Ach nee, das heit ja Dj-vu -.
Jeg traff henne på St. Hanshaugen sommer'n 89. Hun gråt når hun var full og sang når hun var blid. Jeg elsket henne høyt, hun elsket meg villt. Høsten kom, døra smalt og etterpå ble det stillt.
Alienation generation's constipation. Consequence of years of Oprahzation. Super-concentrated self infatuation. . I don't have a clue. I don't trust those who do.
(leonard phillips/stan lee/buhne). . You say there's someplace that you gotta be. Find peace of mind and serenity. With a little help from modern chemistry.
Ho, ah, ah, ah, oh, oh, oh. Ho, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah. Ho, ah, ah, ah, oh, oh, oh. Ho, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah. . Back of the scooter. I cut your waist.
2 A.M. and two duffle bags she kicked him out on the street. He was so in love he took her to Vegas and bought her a shiny ring. He said all I wanna do is go home but I'm not sure where that is anymore.
You treat love like a game. But you dont play by any rules. You keep an ace held up your sleeve. For any unsuspecting fool. . I thought I would be different.
I met you the other night, you had no disguise. And we sat, and we drank, and we tried; on a Friday night. You say you been right through hell, oh I know it well.
Johnny's got a problem and he's outta control.... Johnny's got a problem he's outta control. He's got static of the brain, outta control. Chippin' every day chipin' deeper and deeper.
hey I'm walking home from this. a tidal wave down flood st girl I miss. and I'm smoking your last cigarette. from the pack I had last weekend. . i don't want this to ever change, this young for ever burning phase.
I'm wasting away, crack on my head. and it's always the way, impatient man. I saw you today I ain't losing it. I can't believe that you left. . don't try and take me out.
(M. Detroit). Tonight it feels like. The start of World War III. Looks are like arrows. And words are enemies. You with your silly games. And me trying to work it out.
Fifty-six falcon. Across the old laundry. I tasted. . Jigsaw you. How I hate to see. This wasted. . Thinkin' of a parallel. These lines won't cut. But all it takes is.
[The Ballad Of Jesse James]. . I dreamt I was in heaven. among the angel's gold. feeded by a pleasant hand. that dealt the playing cards. no sorts of bones whatever.
Old school, new school, shit, I didn't go to school!. . There's a party in your mouth. And yeah, I'm gonna come. Lift your skirt up. Spread your legs and unload my gun.
You cook your brain. You cook in your eyeballs. It never got around. She's hopin' you within one of the nice ones. . Feel it in my heart. You are a cow without any legs.
Go tell the sheriff, John Roland Wood's found Jesus. Now he's living at the foot of the cross. He testified on the main drag this evening. Said he's gonna spread the gospel to the lost.
I've been spending time alone. While I should have been with you. Why am I here on my own. When I have a love that's true?. . Even though we're far apart.
Just one more time, I'll let you have your way with me. One more time, sweet darling, I'll have to set you free. You made me a prisoner and loving you's my crime.
Whoa, oh, I hit the jackpot, better bet while I can. Right now my hand is red hot, hotter than a fryin' pan. Gonna throw all my chip in the pot,. 'Cause I've got a winning hand.