Pretty mama break me from these chains. You told me that I was your only man. Wrapped me up in all these guises of grace. Now I've seen it face to face.
Well, the distance makes you pretty. And now you're cracked and gray. And your legs they move like scissors. Open up the wound each time you give yourself away.
Is it too late to prevent their fall. Are they ready for the key to it all. The mystery solved, the answer to life. The final solution, a chance to survive.
Find your way home, little extremophiles. (Fly, beloved sons). Find your way home, donors of life. (Fly, my chosen ones). You're on your own, little extremophiles.
Shooting for the stars. Cruise the speed of light. Glowin' god of Mars. Body burning bright. . Well I'm ridin', ridin' on the wind. Yes I'm ridin', ridin' on the wind.
[Tipton]. . I move as fast as I can. I like to get around. I'm crazy like a mad man. My feet don't touch the ground. . I move amongst the night life. And they just step aside.
I'm digging deep inside my soul. To bring myself out of this God-damned hole. I rid the demons from my heart. And found the truth was with me from the start.
I can hear the couple fighting right next door. Their angry words sound clear through these thin walls. Around midnight I heard 'em shout "Unfaithful one".
I can hear the couple fighting right next door. Their angry words sound clear through these thin walls. Around midnight I heard 'em shout "Unfaithful one".
[Music: Flo V. Schwarz / Lyrics: Flo V. Schwarz]. . Starring at the seas of time,. I see some memories in my mind. Waiting for the call to leave. this happiness, this happiness all day.
I got no place for your insanity. I have no need for all your sympathies. . My Saturday morning paper tells me. That I should run away. . So here we are in this vicinity.
Dark things. Wander free. Keepers of the mysteries. Darkest brethren. It falls on thee. To still the breath. Of your enemies. . A thousand miles. A thousand seas.
The bed was still warm where I slept. From these hours I wish to forget. With the night still fresh on my breath. I awoke to the grim face of death. .
Written by james young, john curulewski. Lead vocals by james young. . Well I've got this crazy feeling. It's a sickness in my soul. Well I can't play no 9 to 5 games.
What you doin' tonight?. Have you heard that the world's gone crazy?. Young Americans listen when I say. There's people puttin' us down. I know they're sayin' that we've gone lazy.
Written by Paul Frank. Lead vocals by James Young. . I have seen you. walk in my dreams. casted high against the sky. . let me meet you. let me greet you inside.
Oh mama, I'm in fear for my life from the long arm of the law. Lawman has put an end to my running and I'm so far from my home. Oh mama, I can hear your crying you're so scared and all alone.
It's 2AM, the lights not out,. I swear to God this time it's not my fault.. Hey I'm late again and you're still awake.. "Who were you out with?. Where you been?.
There's a government whip cracked across your back. Where the order of the day is don't listen, attack. See the blood run down in your bushwhack town.