Out my way. Days turns days. Days in grace. Out my way. . Blue hands face. Good night's lace. Out in storms. Lights embrace. . Down in its cave. My heart lays.
Love is sweeter than honey. Honey is sweeter than wine. Wine is sweeter than tangerines. Tangerines are blind. . I know the skies above. I know that's where the angels meet.
Well, that iceberg. Well, wanna dewdrop. Well, at the sidewalk. Well, it's just a backdrop. . Slow down, slow down. Do you feel like running?. Take a look around.
Twenty-one little pink salamanders pass me by tonight. Twenty-one little red tongues are flickering in my sight. Amphibious thoughts are flowing with the salamanders showing.
Maybe you think that you're nylon. You seem to say. You are children of the world. And maybe you think. . You're an astronaut from stars. Wide your honesty and your pearls.
If I had to lose a mile. If I had to touch feelings. I would lose my soul. The way I do. . I don't have to think. I only have to do it. The results are always perfect.
Step one: measure for measure, get smart, come on get people talking loud and. clear. Step two: create some atmosphere and blow away the one way ride before we.
I don't want to go taking trips to nowhere. I don't want to know what it's like to be there. I don't want to go and vanish to thin air. Into oblivion.
No, no, no, otra vez sufriendo no. Ya perd la dignidad, he vuelto a caer. En tu engao y te juro que me hace dao. . No, no, no, no te guardar rencor. Aunque sienta un gran dolor.
Badung bang. . Ren, you're dangerous, you know you bat like a week. Ren, you're dangerous, gun shots from Juagardonlee. Dangerous, me know you bat like a week.
Charlie Black/Bobby Fischer/Tommy Rocco. You can paint our names on the water tower. For half the county to see. You can spend your money on billboard signs, honey.
Matraca Berg/Gary Harrison. Juliet waits at the border. Of a creek without a corner. Gazes into the dark. Was it the moon or only. Her fear of being lonely.
Well for one thing, there was a whole lot of guys. Whod like to be in my shoes.. But the upkeep on a woman like that. Give an old poor boy the blues..
(Bill Fries, Chip Davis). . Well, Interstate 80, we was cuttin' the fog. Just me an' old Sloan (Old Sloan's my dog). We had an eighteen-wheeler with ten on the floor and stereo layin' a strip.
Oh Death, has my time come?. You took my kind, left me behind, please take me home. I'm done with this old life please take me home. My lonely grave calls out to me.
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah. Na, na, na, na, na, na. Ooh yeah, ooh yeah. Na, na, na, na, na, na. . One step forward, two steps backward. Down inna Babylon. One step forward, two steps backward.
(Jimi Hendrix). Gold and Rose - the colour of the dream I had. Not too long ago. Misty blue and Lilac too. Never to grow old. There you were under the tree of song.
(Brian May). I'm on my way up (ooh!). Can't put me down (ooh!). Business is tough (ooh!). I ain't gonna get pushed around. I'm on my way (ooh!). Gonna take this town (ooh!).