Silly girl. Silly boy. Silly world. Living in funny costumes. . He don't need you baby. Your a throwaway. He don't need you girl. Your better off that way.
Drag your name through the dirt,. and split the letters on rocks.. Drink it down 'til it hurts,. feel every sting with each shot.. . I hope every cut makes you think of me,.
[Intro]. . [Hook x 4: Alex Antonov]. . Se vi suicidate per delle cazzate. ve lo meritate, ve lo meritate. . [Verse 1: Alex Antonov]. . Punto in alto e punto così in alto che punto perpen-.
I'll give you everything you wanted. That's what you said, your words of weight. And what's this temple that you started. Your blessings gained by our mistakes.
Everywhere I see the signs, pointing one direction. No more twists or crooked turns, leaving room for doubt. Where I used to take the time for quiet and reflection.
The whippoorwills were crying in the falling rain. Far away a whistle hailed a passing train. Out in the country summer was almost gone. The fields were turning rusty and the hills were turning brown.
I can recall the sound of the wind,. as it blew through the trees and the trees would bend. And I can recall the smell of the rain. on a hot summer night coming through the screen.
Call the folks, leave a note, lock the. Doors and windows. Pack the truck, here's to luck. Heres to how the wind blows. Now lose the map and compass. Now read the signs obey the lines.
This isn't for the ones who blindly follow. Jingoistic bumper stickers telling you. To love it or leave it, and you'd better love Jesus. And get out of the way of the red, white and blue.
River starts with a drop of rain. Somewhere in this world. Light years shape this arc of sky. And sand a precious pearl. And yuou will light a stranger's life.
White lace bedspread, Monet hanging over my head. Big smile on my face, wine glasses all over the place. Your shirt on my floor, I've never done that before.
I've got a friend who wears go-go boots to Sunday School. We used to sit and drink pink champagne on a tin roof. Ridin' it out in a Thunderbird. Singin' out loud every single word of Jack & Diane.
Dancing Bears. Painted wings. Things I almost remember. And a song someone sings. Once upon a December. . Someone holds me safe and warm. Horses prance through a silver storm.
I'm in love with my wife. Doublebeds, The Lemonheads. Scrambled eggs and life. Let's make it open season. . On all the racists and the bigots. And their chums.
Ainda é cedo, amor. Mal começaste a conhecer a vida. Já anuncias a hora de partida. Sem saber mesmo o rumo que irás tomar. . Preste atenção, querida. Embora eu saiba que estás resolvida.
I found a letter, you gave me last year. I found the paper crumpled up. In the clutter somewhere around here. Well, the pencils faded now and stained with a few tears.
Woke up this morning and I could not keep from crying. Woke up this morning and I could not keep from crying. My good gal left me with a troubling mind.
A shiver creeps down my spine. As I wander through these hordes. And when these callous arm. Streches out for me, I feel at home. . You are the beholders of silence.
My married friends keep asking me. When I'll settle down. They tell me time is passing. And there's not to many good ones still around. . I tell them I am not afraid to be alone.
I move around in a place. Where people will do. Whatever it takes to make a dream come true. Did your will not happen any other way?. . So you get another job on the floor for free.