Na na na na. Na na na na. . Hey, tell me if I'm crazy. But when you come around, round. It's kind of amazing. My head goes through clouds. Above the rain and I'm never coming down down.
Na na na na. Na na na na. . Hey, tell me if I'm crazy. But when you come around, round. It's kind of amazing. My head goes through clouds. Above the rain and I'm never coming down down.
There it goes, it goes with her. It never leaves so easily. And there it goes, it goes with him. It never leaves so easily. And thoughts come. (Thoughts come).
I realize I'm dead I'm fucked in the head. I'm not living without you. My life is a game my life is a shame. I'm not living without you. This heart is a joke and my life has been choked.
I realize I'm dead, I'm fucked in the head. I'm not living without you. My life is a game, my life is a shame. I'm not living without you. . This heart has been choked, my life is a joke.
No home. . This is not any form of home. Home is where the heart is. No home. (No home). No hearts. (No hearts). No home. (No home). No heart. . This is your viewing room.
Spinning. Room is. the. . words right. come out. wrong. . good thing. too much. bad thing. always Nausea!. . Nausea!. Always Nausea!. Nausea! Nausea!.
I Knew It. When I Saw You Baby. I Knew It. . Blacker Than A Rose. Gentle As A Kick. Nothing Where You Go. I'm Everything You Never Gonna Need. But If You Need To Know.
Never had to work a day. In a perfect life. Never had a bill to pay. It seems to work just fine. . I know, I know. I shouldn't go. Go there. I know, I know.
I will be waiting right here only to roam. When the bells chime like there is no tomorrow. (And you're gonna take me home). . Never gonna ever gonna belong to another, no.
Late, middle of the night. Hear it in the hallways. Caught in another fight. Forever and always. . Everything you want from me is. Everything I want to be.
I've got time on my hands, do you too?. Oh, no, so come around. I've run out of plans, same as you?. Oh no, so come around. . We can turn the lights, turn the lights down, low, woh.
Things have been getting real heavy these days. The media, the system, the people chasing pay. Somebody's got a rifle he won't turn the other cheek. Now it's his turn.
Blind people must fall in love with a sense of mind a sense of touch/but when. you insist on finding shadows in which to kiss/and down the lights to cover.
They tell us Sizewell's safe and clean. White rooms, white coats, white heat, white lies. Nuclear power?. No thanks. From the mines of Namibia. Black faces, black truncheons, grey death, white bosses.
Same seven notes and some slag poet's quotes. Stick them together with glue. You can mix a fine cocktail from memories. And pretend what you're drinking is new.
I dreamt the cliffs and ride the waves. And no one comes to save me. My arms are sprawled against the tide. Nothing knocks me over. Nothing knocks me over.
Wondering, have I given up dreaming?. Come down from ceiling. I won't do that again. Thinking, my misspent history. Mistakes to teach me. I won't do that again.
In the event of something happening to me. There is something I would like you all to see. It's just a photograph of someone that I knew. . Have you seen my wife, Mr. Jones?.
These red azaleas. Never grew so tall. This well of loneliness. Could rise and drown us all. (Chorus). There is no right or wrong. Things fall as they do.