kill.... . Again I see the shadows. crawling in my mind. I try to run but I can't hide. . This endless war inside me. has torn my heart apart. My minds vengeance will be so sweet.
Ooh baby. (Hey, oh-whoa, baby). I'm not such an innocent girl. . First impressions can be wrong. So let me clear what's goin' on. Baby I'm not. Who you think I am.
I know what buttons to push to turn a man on. . I can make you blush. I can make you sweat. Make you come over all possessive. Like I'm your angel to protect.
Originally performed, but not recorded, by willa ford. . Ooh-ooh baby. Hey, oh-whoa, baby. I'm not such an innocent girl. . First impressions can be wrong.
I can make you blush. I can make you sweat. Make you come over all possessive. Like I'm your angel to protect. Make your heart beat at 134 beats a minute.
We are not politically correct. What did you expect? Wounds to inflict?. Words to make you act? My words are suspect. As is my intellect. And. so I spew my tracts and hope they make an impact..
(a cult tragedy at glance). A man in a mission. and a man on a mission. Crockett and Koresh. Two guys named Dave. livin? in the old southwest.. One lived in Waco.
We're just sitting here for the new messiah.. We're just sitting here waiting to achieve Nirvana.. We wanna make a Buddha appear, an Allah apparition right here..
"God speaks English and ignores the cries of Baghdad's babies.". "The enemy is a dog that doesn't know he's foaming at the mouth. with rabies." They're back again (as if they ever went away) with.
Wells there's this nazi inside my head and he tells me that he wants to. see the Jews all dead and everywhere he looks he sees red, redder. than the fathers of the fatherland shed, he's sick and he's fed up to.
Well you've got everthing that you could possilby need. You've got. your fast red car. You've got your lines of speed. You've got an office. of your own and your fax machine and lots of tacky clothes for when.
Haunted by the past. A nightmare that seemed so unreal. I wish that I could turn back time. And spare the pain that we both feel. And now we've changed.
(Lyrics: C.Albert, G.Thorpe // Music: M.McGee, G.Thorpe). All I am, all I feel. All of this isn't real. Destiny questioning. Look at this life, look at your life, look at me.
(S.Smyth, G.Thorpe & B.Oconner). I won't apologize. For the way I make you feel. Cause you're not what you seem to be, yeah!. I can't be sorry for. All the things said and done.
[Lyrics: Morgan Thorn, Geoff Thorpe]. . I am the prodigal son, the ghost of the chosen one. I am the god that you want, the god that you need.... Calling out to the young and the old.
Night and day, you are the one. Only you beneath the moon and under the sun. Whether near me or far. It's no matter, darling, where you are. I think of you night and day, day and night.
It's not the pale moon that excites me. That thrills and delights me, oh no. It's just the nearness of you. . It isn't your sweet conversation. That brings this sensation, no, no, no, no, no.
I don't need anybody else, not anybody else. But you right by my side. Just when I think I've had enough. Not tired of getting off. With you I'm satisfied.
VERSE ONE. Right now, here we are. And here I'll stay. For as long as you say. I'll never go, don't you know. I'll be yours for always. . And I don't care what it takes to make you.
Shake, shake, shake. Around the funeral fire. Take, take, take. A breath for every liar. . So no, no, no, no one's here to see. These things we dont believe.