Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,. And sorry I could not travel both. And be one traveler, long I stood. And looked down one as far as I could. To where it bent in the undergrowth;.
I just want a reaction. a positive reaction!. . Reaction. a positive reaction. . Give me satisfaction. a positive reaction.. . Got this feeling that I can't explain.
I didn't have to turn around. I could feel him in the back of my brain. When I step into the crowd. Something told me that I'll meet you today. . Your energy when you touch me.
And although you're pushing me aside. Yes I saw the criminal inside you. I don't know how can I decide. . Some years gone. Nothing's left to smile. Could be 'cause nobody had time.
Mi nuh waan nuh man tell mi nuttin', a wah chat bout. Caan see bwoy ago try tek man food. A wah? Yo, let mi tell yuh somethin', yo. . Mi press trigger, mi nuh press people button.
Intro:. Really Make Di man dem haffi stare. Mi dear, mad dem wid di style yuh a wear. Really make di man dem haffi stare. Rohan Irie an bredi dem, so di Cobra say.
I was driving in my car, late at night all alone. Then he stopped me, asked me for a ride. There you were on your own. . Now ask me why do I feel my heart's on fire.
Can you spare any (social) change. after fucking every social donut hole?. . The U.S. toilet is overflowing. (and sure needs an overthrowing). With Mr. Media's diarrhea..
Santa Claus hijack, fuck-a-rama. always getting a good look. at the meat rack. Before shooting blanks into a loaded crowd. . Hypothetical hunger is not directly proportional to hypothetical appetite.
'White Nights' (Red Lights). Silent sirens. Calm and brutal. Kingdom comes. . Praying dagger (drunk and haggard). Found a sin and pulled the pin. . That old fuck has run amok.
[Q:] If the aunt had balls she would be?. [A:] Uh, the uncle.. . [Q:] And in more trouble than?. [A:] A pregnant nun.. . So get a hole to hide in. or somehide to cover the hole.
The bottles are all empty, the potions gone. Powers promised like the dawn, it just won't carry on. I leave the empties on the doorstep, to be filled by time.
All of my life, you see. That I waited for this day. All this time I've been searching. 'Cause I never knew you could make me feel this way. . So much love.
Oh, there you are. A pilotless car. Atop a spectral spine you feel alright. Supine you thieve a dream of flight. I see you you've come with a set of notes you can't put down.
Backstage, everyone wants a piece of JD. Kathleen's on the phone and i got to go get paid. See, promoter's making small talk. He says we knocked his socks off.
One the morning of June 14, 1968. A group of hippies fled into the mountains of Colorado. To wait for doomsday. . Four months and eight days. Been waiting here.
Imagine if you can, what it is like. To have no possessions at all, nothing. Very few people are able to imagine. Such a thing to have nothing at all.
Party people put your hands up. Taking over dancing in the clubs. Let me see the thumbs up. Smoking trees smoking. Gonna get .. tonight tonight. We are on a party campaign.
It was one of those black cat nights the moon had gone out and the air was thin it was the kind of night that the cat would drag in. I'll never forget it, we had a fight. then you turned around.