Got to keep moving to stay warm, 'cause I'm freezing in this room. And if I prove no good here I'll skip to where I should. It's only an imaginary vigil that we keep.
Oh, I was sick and tired of waiting lost. And you were mad at me for so much more. I was bored listenin' to the same old chords. . You would complain that I was never around.
Don't look back, just decide and move on. 'Cause you're wasting my time girl, we just don't get on. Don't wait here for the weather to change. Picking over the bones of the love that remains.
And you'll be there to break my fall. To reassure my doubts and faults. And all your fables will ring true. They are the lies you lean on too. . There's love on your breath.
In all that he takes, in all that he shows. The higher the stakes, lower the blows. All the mistakes, he's never known. Whatever it takes he'll be stealing the show.
[WORDS & MUSIC - WILLIAMS]. . It was a cold December morning. Round about midnight. Hear a distant church bell ring. Doesn't really mean a thing. Suddenly I catch your eye.
Do do do do do. Always on time. Do do do do do. Waiting in line. . Whatever you say. Whatever you say. Whatever you say. Whatever. . Do do do do do. Soda and lime.
La Ce-le-bra-tion. Por-tA-ven-tu-ra. La Ce-le-bra-tion. Por-tA-ven-tu-ra. . PortAventura, give me your hands. We'll be forever friends. La Celebration, join us tonight.
De sa p TV'n i gr. At hun hadde hatt stand-in. Fra livet og ned. I nakenscenene. Og at damen i undertysreklamen. Var en bilde-manipulering. Jeg skulle nske det ikke var sant.
Something 'bout the whiteness of the phone. Something 'bout the genius of modern music. How can I think, how can I fail you?. . Something 'bout the distance to the nerve.
Oh baby, you're too pure. You're too pure for this wicked world. Your data's uncorrupted. But does something skip inside you?. . That's what takes up time in this life.
(if I were an Oscar Meyer Weiner, 1-2-3-4, 1-2-3). don't get too smart, don't react. hide your knowledge, fight the facts. loathe your lesson, stay intact.
I've spent half of my life in this, God, awful place. And I dare say I've only grown older. I've had all I can take with patience and kindness. I can't wait in this line any longer.
Treat me casual, watch me as you'll see. I'm not too sure I understand the tactful planning. That I must endure. But you call me immature because. . I'm too sensitive to your insensitivity.
Lights out, lights out. Goodnight, shuteye. That's a good guy. Soothing seething, brooding. Are you breathing? Breathing. . Are you sleeping?. Are you sleeping?.
Who's got into that 80's radio?. I've said it for some time now. I said we should set if for some time now. . Who's going for that carbon dating now?.
Woh, come on everybody. Wop-bam-a-lu-bop, a-thank you ma'am. . US bombs crusin' overhead. There goes my love rocket red. . Shoot it up, shoot it up. .
Built to stay the place. Not lazy! Bleary eyed. A wide berth crazy. Taken easy. Lived the steazy lifestyle. On the jaws of a crocodile. Wired and fired up.
At the third stroke, the time sponsored by Accurist will be. Time to get ugly. . Hot as hell. Hot hot, hot as hell. Hot as hell. Hot hot, hot hot, hot as hell.