Throw away glory and now your life's a story, should have done what you'd been told. Sixty million people, think they've got an equal, grip on the pot of gold.
Are you broken, are you broken, baby?. Let me hear ya, let me hear ya, girl. . Yeah, baby's got a problem, baby's got a spell. Baby's got a handgun but I ain't gonna tell.
Deep inside of the mind of the damned. Lies a dark memory of a man. Once moved in sight. Swing on in light. Now in the darkness, spills black,. Spills the blood of life.
A darkened, dim-lit hallway 'till. Blacklights and figures fly out. Perfect expression of theater. And how I've tasted my on blood. . And I've taken and you've given.
Don't look back on your lost. . Days of burning down the ground. From where you stand. . Don't count out on your back. . The ashes of your last. Destroyed heirloom.
She's posting all the time but the boards are down. It's a burned out building. He's spending all his time on his back. Staring at the ceiling. . They spend themselves that way.
There's a hole in my heart that's bleeding. But it's giving me strength I needed. To carry on, I'm moving on. I'm not giving up that easily. . I can see the background breaking.
This day became a night. And he went down. And left behind the light. . And couldn't ask for help. A lonley store. To fill it to himself. . Couldn't stop the fight.
I've seen the best minds of. my generation running on empty,. super glued to the T.V.,. dreaming of prosperity,. talking incessantly. saying nothing. sleeping on platforms on train stations.
I think I love you even more than I did the night before. The night before we met I think I love you even more than I did the night before. The night before we met.
Well gather around girls, and take a look at me,. 'Cause I got something that you gotta see. CHORUS. You can call me for whatever you need,. I was a part of the new breed.
(slowa i muzyka: Kukiz). Nudzi mi sie - otwieram gazete. Czytam o bolszewii i "Solidarnosci". Pijanym posle, wojnie w Jugoslawii. O Nazi-froncie i Unii Wolnosci.
(slowa i muzyka: Kukiz). Das ist hier lange alte Geschichte. Sie war aus Polen, er war aus Amerika. Zwei Herzen und zwei Namen. Kiedy mialem lat czterdziesci osiem.
Camera flash and the lights go out. I forgot what I was playing about. People come and people go. Where they go nobody knows. . Nobody knows. Nobody knows.
Sometimes there are dragons in my head. I am in a room with giants. Put on your black dress. We'll go dance again. Step on each others toes. Hold each others breath.
On the main streets and the avenues. In the condos white as knuckles bruised. With the carmine of the busy liquor bars. . There's a dark and mystic beauty.
I had to go, but I want you to know. Someday I'll be back for you. Please don't be scared, 'cause if you need me I'll be there. . I'll hold you near and I will wipe away your tears.
Everything is okay, everything is fine. I give you everything you ask for don't be so unkind. Well everytime you're mad about every little thing. But it's too soon to pull out or pull out that wedding ring.
There's a nightmare in my closet, never went away. And all the times I watched it slowly, growing up afraid. Who was scared to turn and look when I was safe in bed?.
She was the one who would make me feel so fine. And when she walked up to my window. with a quirky little smile I rolled down my window. and asked her.