I see your phone's been cut off again. Did you shoot all your troubles up the vein?. Someone saw you, said, you were deadly pale. Another night in hell, another night in jail.
Oh yeah alright okay c'mon. we're in the backseat of my car. friday night just a bit uptight. I never thought it would go this far. . Hook me up with some Tennessee.
2 Loud Phone talker riding on a bus. Heads in the clouds no thought for us. One way monologue, we're all trapped. It's a long 20 minute ride but their plans are capped x 2.
When you're wishper i can't hear. It's a sign you go so far. When no longer i feel you're love. I know it's time for me to go. . Chorus :. I hope you find another heart.
(INTRO). It's good crack its back2back. Knocking out the flavours. Of the penny arcade. Back2back style. . (VERSE 1). A light shown in the night some way ahead, thenblue turned into green then it was red.
Wow... bonjour, ma chère, tu as bonne mine, Mayte. Comment cela a été l'Île, la mer, la plage ?. Hm... formidable Maria, comme un rêve, ah... si j'avais vu.
Wow... hello, you are looking good, Mayte. How was the island, the sun and the sea?. Tell me all about it. Oo... just too much, Maria. It was like a dream come true.
Maria: Ah. bonjour. ma chere! Tu as bonne mine . . .. Comment cela a ete I'ile. la mer. la plage?. Mayte : Mmmm. formidable! Comme un reve . . . Oh. si.
You pack your case and you're leaving. You live your life in a different place. So many miles in between us. . Give anything just to see your face. When you come home I'll be waiting.
Cause babe since you been gone. I haven't had a home. And I'm so alone. And now I miss you so. When the night comes down. I got nowhere to go. And now I'm miles away.
One's too many and a hundred ain't enough. For Corna baby give me more oh that stuff. Oh baby, oh baby. We had a real good time. Pipey Magraw. Pipey Magraw.
Oh Paddy, put the pipe down. If you got the right sound. If it's not the right sound. Neither am I, oh my, oh my. . Do your sums. Work out a fairer way?.
Picture me in a hospital. The blood runs red and the bags are full of.... Oh it's terrible, makes me powerful. On and on there's still a song for me. I'm still around to sing it.
It's rough. It's wicked and rough. It's hard. Pentonville rough. It's tough. It's wicked and rough. It's hard. Pentonville rough. . Now in Pentonville there's all type of nation.
It's rough, it's wicked and rough. It's hard, Pentonville rough. It's tough, it's wicked and rough. It's hard, Pentonville rough. . Now, in Pentonville there's all type of nation.
For all those who wanna analyze me. For all those who wanna analyze me. It starts off in the hips. Move to the lips. For all those who wanna analyze me.
One-two-three-four-five-six-seven . . .. 1,2,3,4,5,6,7. A,b,c,d,e. B-a-d d-a-y. Spells bad day forseen. Ouiji board, jump aboard. It's calling our sweet name.
Hear soft echoes. The drums in the distance. Like buried treasure. I'm measuring my persistence. True-a-view, I pursue. Now that my conscience is free.
Every time I breathe, I think I might. Every time I sleep I. . Fashion dies with no respect. I never want to be like you. My poison colors never clash.