Will someone please call a surgeon. Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart. That you're deserting for better company. . I can't accept that it's over.
Will someone please call a surgeon. Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart. That you're deserting for better company. . I can't accept that it's over.
I'll write you a song and it won't be hard to sing. It will be a natural anthem, familiar it may seem. It will rally all the workers on strike for better pay.
Landlord church. Car crash work. My head aches. And silver lake. . You nerve me. . Well, I hate work. I'm a mail room clerk. [Incomprehensible]. Stop me from making mistakes.
Mutants from the battle. Suruivors of the blast. Lighting fills the sky. To day will be last. . Blood stains on the earth. As the night emits its shadow.
"You talkin' just like a pimp". "You see pimpin's big business and it's been goin' on. Since the beginning of time and it's gonna continue. Straight ahead till somebody up there turns out.
I'd like to laugh at what you said but I just can't find a smile. I wonder why I can't, I struggle with myself. Hoping I might change a little. Hoping that I might be someone I wanna be.
Unable so lost. I can't find my way. Been searching, but I have never seen. A turning, a turning from deceit. 'Cause the child roses like. Try to reveal what I could feel.
Augusta, Georgia, late September. One Mr. Brown's hot tempered. This man's possessed, he's restless. He's armed and dangerous, drugged and reckless. Mrs. Brown you've got a lovely son.
Christ religiously watches reality TV. Emotionally a heebie-jeebie like me. Quite addictively watching banality CC. Celebrity BB particularly. . Never say no to Nosebleeder Turbo.
Hi, I'm your new neighbor. Get me high. If you need sugar. Just swing by. Late at night. You know where to find me. . I'll be a servant in your dreams.
ive gotta get your number. youve got the mark of the beat. was it gravitation momentum carrying me. hi whats your name. youve got me feeling like im on fire.
Dont dream of hours gone by. Of seconds came and spent. Dont wish on distant stars. Of worlds come and went. . Oh, what do I see?. Tripping through the moments.
As a youngster I slanged cain, gangbanged. Not a worry in the world, I'm all about money, man. Getting my grind on was all my mind was on. Making a grip, nigga, my money was on.
I went out to the deep northwood. Because a fire was in my head. Thinking of the face I left. The way she looked as I left her bed. . Her words still ringing in my ears.
In came the girl with the saddened eyes. And asked him over again and again. "was I too weak ? was I a child ?. And can't we leave here and start again ? ".
My nina. I feel love. I'll be saved. I'll be yours evermore. I'll be saved. Mama.... Once nina was a young girl. Now she's dead. Grew older. Grew cold and.
( cradle will rock soundtrack ). . Maybe you wonder what it is. Makes people good or bad. Why some guy, an ace without a doubt. Turns out to be a bastard.
My naked cousin. I see him running. All over headland. Scared as his shit as he's running. His naked skin fries. Fries in the sun, oh my. My naked cousin can cook till he's good.
Yukanna koinoutadatoka kankeinai. Junjyo kinishite utaitsuzuketemo aimaina style. Chutohanpani POP&ROLL daijobu?. Toriaezu kangaetatokoro shinpaiwa nai.