It was gonna be you and me,. But now your gone.. I had planned the rest of my life. How am I supposed to move on. I can't sleep in our bed. Or on the couch.
Well I aint got a castle on a hill. Aint got no rap around moat. No golden pay phone. Every feast comes straight off the grill. Comes with a Zebco fishing pole.
Hey kids. Let's take a walk down Regal Street. Where rock stars and the egos meet. And all the danglers drool. He's so racy. He drives the girls all crazy.
Mhm mhm the greatest feeling in all of the world is simply knowing you're mine. Wherever I go and whatever I do always knowing you're mine. And when I close my eyes at night slumber comes easy.
One day while, cruisin' round, i bumped into this fat-ass kid.. He reacted, quite uptight, so i doofered him laxative.. "Your're dead meat to be" he poetically said..
'It's a gorgeous thing' while doing her mantra she smiles at me. 'I hope you're not too unhappy?'. Maybe some day, maybe some day.... I'll blow your brains out and.
As I saw the break of day. I caught my breath and ran away. The dream is dead. The heart mislead. Crushed my body, crushed my head.. I'm tired again, I've tried again, feel to the floor, I failed once more. I never wanna cry one single tear again..
Don't believe the complacent defeatist smug as fuck. baby boomer propaganda. We've been force-fed to simply believe or brutally swallow. Truly sorry but your fuzzy thinking and sanitized.
Hello, all you people. Welcome to our show. We're gonna play some two chord songs. Some are fast, some are slow. We know this sounds a bit korny. Bob's getting a bit horny.
Times ticking Im slipping. Watching all these moves Im dipping. Wanna let myself go. So stop teasing hardly breathing. I can feel my pulse beating. Maybe we should take it slow.
You think I got time for you?. You're just somebody in the snow. I don't even know why I think about you. Somehow I just keep seeing you around. Everybody's coming and going.
Killer cats in the Caribbean. Careless cod slithering in the nets. Green blue yellow red. And the rain and the oil slicks. In the watery parts of the street.
Out there crying in the noonday sun. Gentleman come but she didn't get none. A year ago she was a friend of mine. Didn't need a fix, just a little wine.
Dreaming of the stars. Dreaming of his star. Nowhere of running down the line. . Two. Alright. And it's all on time. A sight you'll never know, you're gone.
I could be an island. Covered with every sea. Or I could be a grain of sand. Carried upon each breeze. Fall to my knees if I thought it would please. But I let it slip away.
Don't (don't) you (you). Get all tough with me. I'm sayin', won't (won't) you (you). Come kick it with me. . And we can have a ball and run up the wall.
Well, one for all and all for one. And all we want is to have some fun. Oh, squares, beware of our property. Yeah, if you're lookin' to rumble. You're lookin' at me.
I turn around from in to outside. the smell of dethrone in the blood. disfigured lungs have stopped to breathe in. the air enriched with things I've given up.
It was the hottest day in summer of the London town. I was dressed to impress, you know how I gets down. Every guy that I passed looked at my ass like, "Whoa".