You're coming up the walk,. You're banging on the door. The circuit's overloaded. And they're coming through the floor. . Let it run, let it run, let it run.
It was 9:29. 9:29, back street, big city. The sun was going down. There was music all around. It felt so right. . It was one of those nights. One of those nights.
Summer days, where did you go. You've let me down so bad. Clouds fill the sky, gone is the dream. My happy hunting ground. Wild buffalo played and I never saw a rainy day.
You walk around with peers. You think that i'll shed a tear. But i got no sympathy. Can i run to cure me. You get what you paid for. As i go walking through the door.
I got a screw thread. Running through me. And when you turn it. I can see that it bleeds. . I got a clothes peg. Holding part of me shut. And when you move it.
Drivel head wears her glad rags. She's got her keys, money and fags. I know that her mind is made up. To get rocked. . Drivel head needs a new man. As only a drivel head can.
pridji bliz"e i pogledaj dobro. kuda vode ovi tragovi. tamo svetla gore u noc'i. i ta su svetla nas"i gradovi. svako svetlo je jedan stan. u stanu krevet, stol i stolice.
ja sam oduvek spavao s tvojim imenom na usnama. ti si oduvek spavala s mojim imenom na usnama. i kuda krenem, tvoja ruka u mojoj ruci. i kada z"elim nes"to da kaz"em, ja kaz"em mi.
My eyes are the first to break our gaze. I could leave this all, I shouldn't entertain these thoughts. I'm caught in your presence. heavens open up, pour into you.
I want to entertain you all, but the cameras overwhelm me. I've got stage fright. The whole town came out to see, a lonely boy. Set himself alight. Lovers, we could be lovers, but you don't like boys.
So, you set out on your own. You shut up shop, you're leavin' home. You feel no need to settle down. In the crippled crook of your earth bound town. .
I'm losing sleep, I'm losing dignity. Everything I own is right in front of me. And it's getting me down, I'm losing sleep. And it's getting me down, I'm losing sleep.
So I step on the edge of my world. at a place where the sky meets the sea. but my haven was a cauldron of bile. for the sea was bewitched and defiled.
Does it feel like it should. Does it feel like it could. With the top down, head out your window. Don't let it be misunderstood. . Yea yea yea. Yea yea yea.
Singing sweetly, she passed by me. She knew, it seemed. That sound, that song was troubling me. . Do tell. No, no, no. Please, sir. Here we go. . Sleepwalking, sleep, sleepwalking.
Life is better than the days behind. What's mine is yours and what's yours is mine. No aggravation that we can't get through. A situation for the lucky few.
The register stood open as the smoke cleared the room. And one man was lying over blood and a broom. The store door was swingin' in a midnight breeze.
Shooting up junk in the bathroom. Makin' it with punks on the floor. Livin' the scene out of her Limousine. Little Miss S. in her mini dress. Living it up to die, in a blink of the public eye.
Once we're together, naturally. When I'm not here, and you're not away from me. And we're finally home. I'm gonna kiss you, just like I did. That time the breeze slid through the open door.
The register stood open, smoke cleared the room. And one man was lying over blood and a broom. The store door was swingin' in a midnight breeze. And another man ran through the dark and the trees.