how do you fake a loving smile. how do you make truth of lies. how do you do my old friend. this song is for you I sing again. . where are my pills for broken dreams.
The dawning tells the dewdrop. The dewdrop tells the flower. The flower tells the raindrop. The raindrop tells the shower. The shower tells the rainbow.
Players, players only love you when they're playing. Players, players only love you when they're playing. Players, players only love you when they're playing.
Players, players only love you when they're playing. Players, players only love you when they're playing. Players, players only love you when they're playing.
Yes that's right, punk is dead. It's just another cheap product for the consumers head. Bubblegum rock on plastic transistors. Schoolboy sedition backed by big time promoters.
You could be away for quite some time. But you'd never leave my foolish mind. You can step right on my foolish heart. You had me hooked, you had me from the start.
Your tactile eyes running over glossy paper. Printed on with tactile lies of glaze and gauze. They say "forget yourself, adorn with this disguise". This womanhood of smooth and tampered whores.
Put a face. on the page. into scenes. put a time. to a place. with a theme. . Give it rhythm. meet the strict. rhyming scheme. get it down. write it out.
I know that you don't love me. I know you hate my guts. I know the nasty things you say. About me, to those sluts. . Well, maybe I'm a weasel. Maybe I'm a liar.
You try to play it cool. But you're pissed with me. In the swimming pool. Where you kissed with me. . You're a shiny jewel. Two-fistin' drinks on me. You're a killing tool.
[Brad]. Give me a Bud and a slice. And leave me alone. If I want your advice, I'll ask ya. They tell me caviar's nice, but I wouldn't know. So what's it to you?.
Ohh, there's so much fun. Ohh, there's so much fun. . The party's over, baby. The businessmen are waking up. Its time to go now, baby. Lets move on out and shake it up.
One day I awakened. You left no goodbyes. You left no truth. And you left with no lies. And now it seems. That I'm paralyzed. . I swam against the current.
[INTRO: CRAW]. Little bit of push, push. Little bit of pull, pull. Little bit of push, push. Little bit of pull, pull. . [VERSE 1: CRAW]. As I rap on top of this rap metropolis.
What is it like to be so good?. How does it feel to use those eyes?. What is it like to know you could?. Crucify at any time, oh yeah. . How do you feel when you look my way?.
You're going to wanna hear this. Simple thoughts from my head. Little like a box of pictures. Not what they are, just what you said. . Take a look, don't deceive me.
Over and over again. We've seen the lives that we let becoming trends. But I wasn't cool back then. What's here today may fade away. Maybe it's too soon to say.
Sear the guilt throbbing in our. heads, now we sleep in our blood. beds. Rid ourselves of God, the. crutch, our broken legs don't hurt. so much.. . Reaching forward, falling back, the.
sit yourself down and pull up an easy chair. here's what we are try not to stare. a deficient attention and sexual distortion. this is our share, this is our portion.
I used to worry all the time. About what you thought of me,. In my struggle for acceptance. I lost a lot of sleep.. Under social tyranny. I tried to measure up,.