Oh no..Look at your body, you tell me you're fine.. And I won't ever act the same again.. . Oh and now your shaking, doesn't it feel nice to know. Doesn't it feel nice to know your face again..
Stevens selling Marijuana. Uptown to the primadonnas. Medicate the counterculture. 9/11 baby boom. . Paulies waiting to retire. Smoking like a forest fire.
I run a shop upon the hill. I give out orders at my will. People do as they're told. Till the day that they're old. Apart from the work, life's a toss.
In the bar and you're telling lies. 'Bout your fights and you fantasize. Think you're hard but your not at all. Always run when it's back to the wall.
Must be some mistake. 'Cause I'm not worth the price you paid. With every passing hour. I convince myself that you saw something in me. . But I can hear them still.
Once again I find myself asking the same old question. Why in the world have I been so stupid. Only to be let down. Only to be let down again. I thought I could make it on my own.
Por fuera todo vemos es arcilla. Que oculta la luz perfecta. Pero nadie sabe realmente el dolor adentro. . Comprendo cunto duele ser el que nunca ha visto.
Do you really wanna know me. Not just where I live?. Do you really wanna know me. Not just by the color of my skin?. . Do you really wanna know me. Not just by things I did?.
I call myself a man of God. While laughing at my brother. I crossed the heart of a hungry man. Instead of giving him some bread. . And what I say and what I do.
I don't know what to think about me anymore. 'Cause I am still the same as always. And here I am again, that same old broken man. I can't make it on my own, I need You.
How did I get so far from the promises I made?. Life it seems so dark compared to yesterday. And everything I had the gift that I received. Is slipping through my hands, now its only make believe.
(C.S. Dodd/arr.Fingers). . (Chorus:). Hey I hear you calling. Mr Fire Coal-Man. Come and do your work. . You never see smoke without fire. What you reap you got to sow, now.
Well, I find it hard to concentrate. While you sit there and contemplate. Why success is such an aphrodisiac. Cos when push comes down to shove. And you start to talk of love.
(J. Rotten/S. Jones/G. Matlock/P. Cook). . It's in unlimited supply. And there is no reason why. I tell you it was all a frame. They only did it 'cos of fame.
(Gentry-Levine). . I know you know. Everybody knows it's true. I'm in love. But it's only make believe to you. . I love your love. All the things that lovers do now, baby.
I love you through sparks and shining dragons, I do,. Now there's poetry in an empty coke can.. I love you through sparks and shining dragons, I do,. Now there's majesty in a burnt out caravan..
My chosen one. Why look at me?. Why wake me up. After bad dreams?. . Why lie beside me?. Why lovely eyes?. Why lovely sides?. Why you?. . My chosen one.
Another rhyme you wrote last night, for what and why?. Nature is a bitch you can't decide to deny. Another guide you bought last night, for what and why?.
Mama told me not to talk to strangers. When I'm out of home. 'Cause we live in a universe. Where no one can really know a soul. Papa told me not to talk to strangers.
Empty robot I'll put on you all emotions and a soul. I'll teach you to be a human being. You'll have no trouble if you stick to what I mean. I'll put you right in my place.