The man with no insides, the man with no insides. The man with no insides, the man with no insides. . Open this Pandora's box. Crosse fequencies pass through.
My man don't need nobody. He's got me and that's my body yeah. He calls to me I make him scream. I make him cry for me. My man don't want nobody. He wants me and all my body yeah.
Hundreds of people gathered around. In a trance they dance when the vibe is really happenin'. The rhythm and the beat of the music take control. . Just like primitive pagans worshipping idols of pleasure and pain they pray.
With a coffee and the steering wheel in my hand. On the road again and where is it going to bring us. With the sun ahead of us, and these fuckin' hippies in the back.
Mange d'la marde. Avec d'la marmelade. Une bonne vinaigrette. Sur ta salade. Mange dont d'la marde.... Mange d'la marde. Avec de la moutarde. C toasts le matin.
Si la tierra tiembla. Se hunde en el mar. Si la tierra tiembla. Nadie se va salvar.... . We tremble on the Earth. And we fall into the sea. Machine gun killing you.
I woke up this morning. I thought what am I doing here?. My brother he starts raging!. Watch him rising see him howling!. And he sucked her and sucked her dry.
My daddy was an astronaut. That's what I was often taught. My daddy went away too soon. Now he's living on the moon. . Hang on to me people, we're going down.
Off in the distance, lost in the background, unseen.. Masked in illusion, shaded in by the colors, I breathe.. I scream, [Yeah!] it tears my soul!. Held, held for an instant, never found consistent!.
Still can't remember. How it started. I know the fire burned till dawn. Innuendoes. Accusations. Feelings denied too long. Can't ever wash away. The memory.
My head bowed down. As I walked through the projects. Sirens till ringing in my ears. Heavy of heart. 'Till something twitched in the gutter. An angel lay there soaked in her own.
Easy come, easy go. Anything but easythough. You were here, now you're gone. That's the only thing I know. . And it's just one more sorrow. To throw upon the heap.
Elkins/Field. There's a morning train. That's headed for New Orleans. Carrying business men and week day shoppers. I have sixteen bucks and a dollar in change.
Oh, I wish that you would call. We have not spoken since last fall. That smoky conversation's coming home. Do I just read between your lines. Yeah it could be this winter wine.
Griffith/Howard. I will find somebody new. Maybe tomorrow. I will stop this missing you. Maybe tomorrow. Time's the healer ... time's the key. So all the wise folks say.
Banging fists, a bloody mouth. Head first into metal mayhem. Broken bones, shattered skin. Violent and harmonic. . Pleasure bathe in blood. Chaos all around.
Passed through main street yesterday. And, oh, this town just ain't the same. Looked in the window and it was gone. All those tables I'd written on. .
I've lived with things I cannot say. Back then we dreamt of yesterday. It seemed as if the only way. And now we look for hope and pray. . If I had a second chance.
(verse 1). They say times are tough and so is he. Sometimes it's rough just to be alive. They say he never had opportunity. To prove his worth or just to be a man.
(verse 1). She loves you. she says so. she won't stop. till she knows. . (chorus 1). that she can pull your every string. she wants to bring you down.