Somebody's threatened you, well, you know why. Time now to pay for misdeeds you deny. Life can be cheerless in intensive care. Keep a cool head and you won't know you're there.
(Music--Leonard Cohen/Phil Spector; Lyrics--Leonard Cohen) Sony Music Publishing/Back to Mono Music. . The walls of this hotel are paper thin. Last night I heard you making love to him.
They first met at the hospital, she was checking out for good. Her body patched but past repair, and there her angel stood. She was feeling quite confused now that her death was close at hand.
She breathes she'd walk through fire for me and I led her. She never talks to me, can you blame her. I never followed her, to ask for her forgiveness.
Turn around. Turn around a little bit more. Look into my eyes, is it me or my disguise. I been up. I been up all nite. Why can't I see the truth, is it me or me with you.
You can't go out the real human nature. You can't fight against the primary instincts. Don't pretend the opposite !. You're not different. . [solo mr 8].
Verse 1:. Purpose, conceived, Genesis decided to make me. Handmade in heaven. Long before the world could define me. He laid out a parchment. Sketched me with the colours of the rainbow.
Hang me in your dorm room. Paint me on shampoo bottles and. Place me in plastic happy meals. Then give me away. New face, same old cd. Safe smack for easy deities.
Hush my little piggy now, don't you cry. Momma's gonna buy you a brand new lie. As the will gets weaker and the debt grows deeper. Deep down, I think I might be catching on.
"I am a human being. I am not an animal". It's easy this time. To loose my mind. It's easy this time. To loose my mind. Psychiatric. Psychiatric. Psychiatric.
EH. MEC!. Ton regard oblique. En rien n'est lubrique. Ta maman t'a trop fess. Ton got du revers. N'a rien de pervers. Et ton bb n'est pas fach. Ton kamasutra.
petit rien, petit bout. de rien du tout. m'a mise tout sens dessus dessous. a pris ses jambes a son cou. petit rien, petit bout. la vie s'en fout. dans mes draps de papier tout dclavs.
Tout n'est qu'une vaine mise en scne. Tes faux dparts sont toujours les mmes. D'tre tendu n'ajoute rien au problme. Tous tes bats sont striles et mme.
Set the wheels in motion, and watch them turning round. I want to sail across the ocean, I've grown weary of this town. Take the pressure down. Cause I can feel it, It's rising like a storm.
Please don't ask me what am i thinking. It's about you. And please don't ask me. I never can see you. What can i do. My first impulse is to run to your side.
I sure am.... . The tenderness of love's embrace. Can sometimes leave a lonely taste. Bobby Joe is jumping on a Western Union train. . The sun is high but Bobby's low.
You say you've lost your girl. It's not the end of the world. Your friends can pull you through. Go out and find a few. . Don't worry, just forget her.
Nominate the sitting hens. While they cling to a screen wire. Watch them picking with their cut-off bills. Crown he fattest, crown the best. Breeding brooder that contest.