Johnny's trapping stars in his car. With the radio on. In the parking lot. . Lily heard a sound. While they were going down. Someone on el camino had been shot.
Hollywood looks good at night. The tvs get fine reception. But last night jean told steve. About her imminent conception. . She wants a plum tree for the house, for their child.
Seven blonde women. . They gather in the square. . They raise their hands up to the sun. . Their skin is so thin and white. . You know their fathers must surely be wealthy.
Love hurts, love scars, love wounds and mars. Any heart, it's not tough or strong enough. To take a lot of pain, take a lot of pain. Love is like a flower, holds a lot of rain.
I dont see why I dont see what bothers me. And I dont know why I dont know what wont let me go. I should have listened to myself when I had it down. This dose of my own medicine is too big to swallow now.
Does it get lonely in the day. All by yourself in this big old place. Do you ever come out and play. Scream out loud or walk the stage. . And maybe you are looking down tonight.
Hey little big man. you aren't so tall without your friends. am I still a punker faggot. when they're not around. . 'cause now the odds are ven. and you know I'm gonna win.
I'm watching the wind blow back thunder across the sky. white lightning cracks and bends while my hair stands on end. rain falls like an avalanche cascading down on my head.
Oh, where oh, where could my baby be?. The Lord took her away from me. She's gone to heaven, so I got to be good. So I can see my baby when I leave this world.
You got me lit up with a look of love. I could take you in a pick up truck. Like I'm choking. But I'm talking rough literature. And are you rolling about with the big son.
I know that you know. You know that I know. Its time for me to let go. Its time for you to move on. . Hating love. But desire broken hearts. Raging fury.
Last night in my dream. I heard you call my name. Whispered in my ear. Played our little game. Last night in my dream. You came to my bed. Last day in my life.
as autumn leaves crumble. my cold lips tremble. and ashes of memories follow me all the way home. . and all these letters. all these letters. all these letters that I wrote for you burn.
1st verse:. Love is a fragile thing. With or without a ring. There is no guarantee. That it will last for long. Or it will remain strong. That it will always be.
I used to stand out in the sunshine. And look for rain. Behind every silver lightning. I saw a hurricane. But when you wrapped your arms around me so tight.
Expecting too much from the wounded. And blaming too much on the dead. Maybe I'm putting my faith in the weaklings. When instead of attacking I choose to defend.
I hardly ever get it right. But when I get it right I get it right. Come a little closer please. I find myself begging on my knees. . For Louise, Loui-i-i-se.
There's a girl, playing her piano, there's a little girl, playing her big piano. While her mother gives her an enema, while her mother. While her mother gives her an enema, while her mother.
It's okay, it's okay, it's okay. . Stand back, look out tomorrow. Here comes a man without sorrow. . I guess it's okay if today's unlike the rest. And it's okay that I'm not quite at my best.