sometimes i like to sit at home. with a can of chrome polish. put a little of the polish on a cloth. then rub it back and forth across the chrome. ya know, i should have wrote some lyrics down for this song...
Gotta go slow. Gotta go slow. . Pig without wings. Is just another pig. And a prick that's not hard. Is just another dick. . Open real wide and in goes my fist.
IIgual piel, no juzgando, dentro de, igual El. Entendiendo el porque, igual piel, Somos todos. Siempre, igual bien, igual Diferente, igual piel. No juzgando, dentro De, igual el.
December 24th, 9 pm. Eastern Standard Time. Here on in, I shoot without a script. See if anything comes of it, instead of my old shit. . First shot, Roger.
Babe I feel that something's going on. And I feel that something's in the way you dance. Now I know that something is going right. And I feel that somehow is time to take a chance.
Everyone is staring. Down at me again. Something's lacking. My friends. Never let me in. I feel the pressure. Pushing me. It's pushing me again. I can't take much more.
Planet earth is abused. You know we're to blame. Symposium shows it's not too late. Constant threat, Nuclear war. Corrective measures await us all. Staring death, In the face.
Planet earth is abused. You know we're to blame. Symposium shows it's not too late. Constant threat, Nuclear war. Corrective measures await us all. Staring death, In the face.
On heavenly Sunday as he touches your insides. He said the last thing on my mind was to cheat on you. Go down Queensway as you start another fight. You know it spoils my appetite you're a selfish boy.
She said she'd lie for you, she said she'd die for you. She said she'd fly in the sky, said she'd cry for you. She said she's proud of you and that she loves you too.
Picture me on a postcard. Picture me on a magazine. Call me on my private number. You've got my photograph. On your bedroom wall. . Picture me. ('Coz everybody wants her).
Lost out in the machinery. Lifeless, slow, and cold. . Alone at home, alone tonight. Walk around the complex. No visitors, no oxygen. Just me, no movement.
Please stay. I've been waiting long. Don't go away. You better stop 'coz it's hurting me. Don't make me feel like we have nothing but memory. And have you noticed that your silence is killing me.
LETS GO!. . They still watch me. They still haunt me. They still want me to submit. . Who are these phantoms always watching. Following you. Lurking through the shadows.
They're out for blood and they won't rest until aspiration is dead. Abandon fear to change. Sever concern for the way you're looked upon. Swallow all your shallow pride and decide.
Where is your heart?. Where is your soul?. Hide temporary blindness, hidden from your lies.. You can run, waste away, waste away.. You can run, waste away..
Immer wieder fährt der Kerl im zweiten Gang an, nein dies ist kein LKW!. Dies hier ist mein "heilix Blechle", das ist Absicht, weil er weiß, das tut mir weh..
Reis Door De Tijd, Reis Door De Tijd. Als Een Travelling Man. Reis Door De Tijd, Reis Door De Tijd. . Reis Door De Tijd. Als Een Travelling Man. Obstakels In Het Leven Vormen Wie Je Bent.
Verse 1:. We're like an airplane that is headed straight for system failure.. And I am grabbin' for the radio, so I can make the call.. We're in the wake of our descent, you wear a V for Victim.