Down by the railroad tracks, I will enjoy you. Can't feel a single thing that won't fade away. We'll laugh like we always do when we hear the whistle.
I sprained my will lying in bed. Counting the pores across my skin. . I'm so ashamed to love no one. My ego's bent and my pride's undone. . I'll spend the night with my pillowhead girl.
A chaque choix on parie contre le sort. Pas le choix faut y aller. Dis leur que j'ai pas le temps. On fait des plans pour s'en sortir. . Refrain :. J'ai pas le temps,.
What was that you said to me?. I'm not exactly sure I heard you right. What is it you want from me?. I'm not exactly sure I will comply. . You think you've got me where you want.
I can't help being the way that I am. It's not paranoia, it's Uncle Sam. The minute I was born they've had my prints. They use intimidation as their biggest hint.
Just like everybody told you. You're a part of what you've done. There's not a single person out there. Who isn't carrying a ton around. You're back is nearly breaking.
Can't understand how we're better off this way. We know the truth still we're trying not to say. What needs to be said in time. I thought I could leave behind.
What's the matter with my view?. Is it something less than you think it should be?. What's the matter with the truth?. Is there any of it left for us to see?.
He's never going back. Refuses to be left behind. He doesn't understand. How they so easily made up their minds. . You had it in your hands. So how is it so hard to find?.
One fine day in my odd past. I picked me up a transmission. I turned the fission ignition. Went looking for the broadcaster. . And when I first touched some ground.
Only came outside to watch the nightfall with the rain. I heard you making patterns rhyme like. Some new romantic looking for the tv sound. You'll see I'm right some other time look now.
It feels like there's nothing I can do. It feels like there's nothing left to do. Always feels like I must. Wait. Just a while. Because "anything worth having is worth the wait".
Check it, check it out. Factory 81 cutting their first full length. Here's a little message about the fucking pigs:. . Hey you find yourself, you're walking down the street.
Another falls in place. You wonder if you're only human. It's blood, dust and paste. We're held together by a single thread. . Must be a reason for us to justify it.
(Verse). With the push and shove, thats how its done,. Leave me. Better yet from the barrel of a gun. But its needed. . (Pre-Chorus). We can be everything.
I see a red door and I want it painted black. No colors anymore I want them to turn black. I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes. I have to turn my head until my darkness goes.
Inhibition and indecision. Do you realize it's all the same. Cowardice, prejudice. Do you realize it's all the same. . Liberty, poverty. Do you realize it's all the same.
On a picnic morning without a warning. I looked at you and somehow I knew. On a day for singing,. My heart went winging. A picnic grove was our rendezvous.
Run run runnin' all the rides are runnin'. Run run runnin' all the rides are runnin'. Last night I took a walk in the dark. A steamin' place called Palisades Park.
Sweatin' hard, I didn't get a shot. All I did was stand around and get too hot. Knowin' all the people walkin' on my side. Losin' all my money and I'm getting tired.