Risque

I've got birds in my ears and a devil on my shoulder. And a phone to the other, and I can't get a hold of her. And what's a crush to do? And what's a crush to do.

Rip It Up

'Cause it's Saturday nite and I just got paid. Fool about my money don't try to save. My heart says go, go. Have a time 'cause it's Saturday nite. And I'm feelin' fine.

Recovery

The months go by. I don't think of you. The signal is frail. An imprint of what you do. . So I turn up the sound. And you are nowhere. I have learnt this to my cost.

Reach Out

So many things you said last night. In your attempt to be forthright. How certain things are meant to be. If it's of benefit to me. . This moments really celestine.

Rain

Here I am I've got to make it through. Another day with confusion all around me. I'm striking out. I've got to find a way. It feels like I'm starting out on my own.

Rise Up! Rise Up!

Dear preacher, thanks for making time for me today. Hope you don't mind if I hide behind the curtain. It's been fifteen years since my last confession.

Returns And Exchanges

This is like pulling teeth. Said the man with the gap-toothed smile. Upon decline.. So the silence seeped into. An impatient line. Of returns and exchanges.

Retreat!!

They took the shrine to the temple. But he wasn't there. They checked the mosque and the chapel. No, not there. . Since you've been away on holiday. The natives are all nightmares.

Retirement

Our mistakes are scrawled upon the chalkboard. They're scribed across stained glass. They're posted on the billboards. A lackluster charade. And are we so naive to concede these forefathers?.

Rich Hall (runner Up In A Carson Daly Lookalike Contest)

Rise

You are the sun, I am the flame. You are the blood, I am the same. We are the love that rises again. They are the snake that bites on your veins. . We are not chained to the wheel.

Rider In The Snow

Reaching for a reason, a rider in the snow. Has not far to go, has not far to go. . Bomb unite the land, I call deep inside. Where no barriers hide, there's no mistake.

Revolution

Pictures of never ending dreams. I can't see what these images mean. Locked inside me, can't set the rainbows free. Like perishing flowers they sag and twist and die.

Resurrection Joe

I said hep cats, sinners, brats. Suck on this for sunshine. This is the resurrection. Yea, of the good times. I said hep cats, sinners, brats. Sunshine.

Real Grrrl

Free baby. Free baby. Free baby. . I shaved my head. Yeah, wiped the sheet clean. Hangman has packed up. I continue to dream. . My words are broken. It's not easy to chew.

Rain

Hot sticky scenes, you know what I mean. Like a desert sun that burns my skin. I've been waiting for her, for so long. Open the sky and let her come down.

Receiver

A deep sore dragged through ages. The sores are my own, I know. Wounds collected through a lifetime. And wisdom I pick up along the way. . I received the spit from a snake.

Rouge

I left a shroud in a town to be sorted out. Its like a leaf-flake brown kind of fabric gown.. Where the curve of the ground that they hear around. Is like the echo sound in a concave town..

Ruby Eyes

I could feel it!. I didn't even have to open my eyes!. Sooooo much smoke!. There was nothing I could see. Thru my ruby eyes.. . Have you seen her?. The only hippie in the village.

Rhythm To The Rebels

(Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling! Calling!). . The rhythm to the rebels is calling me. Is takin' me higher than I'd ever be.