I'm the one who is lonely now. Sick and tired of these ins and outs. I'm in between like your favorite drink. Your steam is safe or so you think. . It's kind of clever how nothing's changed.
I can't tell you there's a reason we're all gathered here tonight. And I've been waiting for this moment to arrive for all my life. But then it comes so overhyped....
leave your trophies and your golden wings. there by the door of my room. I don't need to know where you've been. or where we're going to. uou don't need to be funny for me.
They never tell you truth is subjective. They only tell you not to lie. They never tell you there's strength in vulnerability. They only tell you not to cry.
(Brooker). . Called up to Camberley in '39. To play his part on the French front line. He was full of hope, overflowing with tears. He'd been on the earth barely nineteen years.
(Mickey Jupp). . Switchboard Susan won't give me a line. I need a doctor get me 999. The first time I picked up my telephone. I fell in love with your ringing tone.
(Murray Head). . Say it ain't so Joe. Please, say it ain't so. That's not what I want to hear Joe. And I got a right to know. . Say it ain't so Joe. Please, say it ain't so.
(Brooker / Fisher / Reid). . Saw the fire. Saw you laughing at the crowd. You were happy. I was glad. Drew your picture. Drew your picture in the sand.
(Matthew L. Moore / Tom Kosta). . Well your father lends us a car,. If we just won't go too far.. And we always seem to come home late. In't that funny.
-------------. Babylon drizzle it's a crying shame. Watching the skies and praying for rain. Could you be the answer to the world in need. Waiting for somebody to plant the seed.
I think I hear the sounds of then,. And people talking,. The scenes recalled, by minute movement,. And songs they fall, from the backing tape.. That certain texture,that certain smell,.
(Bidstrup/Callaghan). . I hear you, in your car, in the driveway. I hear the crunch, of the keys in the door. . I hear the air rush in, so cold, this fright.
People trying to claim you. In the movies, they got characters that play you. Like a holy ghost that noone knew. You so huge you swallowed a few. . Couldn't you have stayed.
What's in your coconut?. Nothing but marbles. Rolling around a shell. Better give them a spill. . Under the bright blue sky. Oh, what a pretty high. .
Strive for power after hours. All the kids have been devoured. . We slipped away through all the trash and traffic. To catch a glimpse gazing up at the stars.
All things come to an end. Most before they begin.. Just like s.i.d.'s and all the tragedies, I know I'm just another spec.. Are we all terminal? Have we no choice at all?.
I've been waiting up for you so long.. I can't stand the fact that you're so far away.. Something's got to change or I'll go out of my mind.. Don't think I can live without you..
3 in the morning and the rain is pouring. its so boring cindy's on my mind. i catch a fever around the disbelievers. in a world of silhouettes, that keeps me alright.
Watford town has gone and fucking let us down. We don't know the cunts who fucked us at the show. Our shit is gone and it ain't coming back. Five good men go broke while the rats get fat.
Its a small-minded world in the middle of a crowd,. The room is pretty dark and the musics loud,. Streets come though when they dont take a bite,. but there's no room to move 'cause the floor is packed tight.