Cable cars run, through my mind. I think I'm north on Valentine. Maybe we drink to old friends. You should go and she's on my mind again. I lost my only enemy.
Watching the waves wash across the sand. Sharing a smoke as I hold your hand. You're here, with me there's no where else. I'd rather be. This is the best day I've ever had.
Met her at the high school dance. Down at the Aragon. He was rockin' them parachute pants. Leather high tops on. . Couple years later. They went and got hitched by a.
Race in the Shadows. walking away. drifted down below. slipping away. hide in the shadow. oh I've tried say. now it's time to go, race in the shadows.
The earth spins.... ..the earth spins.... the earth spins. much too fast.(2x). . I dig my.... fingers.... deep in.... to the dirt.. I don't want..... I don't want....
From damp and beating abysses of oblivion I'm born again,. from a viscid and filthy larva I open my wings. and by fraud I will surround you too,. I struggle convulsively..
Come on let's runaway. . Take me to a restaurant to dine. I will wear a dress so divine. You'll find you can't tear your eyes away. Later on you can tear it off anyway....
Trying to find his way through the city. Crawling through an alley on the floor by a door. Needing help with a feeling that hes had before. Never calling anyone feeling unloved saying goodbye.
The phone is of the hook. and Jamie's got a gun.. And Sherry's in the river. and the river is gonna run again.. Ooo ooo ya. So you don't know where to go.
I could rule the world in this highest tree. Thrusting to the sky would you climb up for me?. Cause we could rule the world honey. I could be deceiving if you want me to be.
Your face has taken over all my. thoughts again.. It's been a year of silence. you've be distant.. And mentally far from me.. . Oh, blue Christmas, oh. I hope you remember that.
Instrumental. . Written by ian bairnson. Keyboards, guitars, bass, saxophone, mandolin: ian bairnson. Drums: stuart elliott.
Con tu tacn de aguja. los ojos pintados ,. dos kilos de Rimmel ,. muy negros los labios. Te has quedado en el 73. con Bow y T-Rex.. Hombreras gigantescas.
the tyrant's messengers have conquered your ancestors trust. it's not too late to become converted. disown your christian faith and stop epidemic. pour the traitor's blood on the death altar....
Combufree:. At Notre Dame. The sections are prepared!. Fuelly:. At rue de Bac. They're straining at the leash!. Couferac:. Students, workers, everyone.