I gave a vow. So I am bound to serve the crowd. I am Synthetic Prince. I am to live like this. . Here is my breed. Pulsing to the beat. I've got synthetic bliss.
I have some time to spare. Think it would be fair. To teach what I care. . I told them "walk the line". Twenty zero nine. Is bringing new crime. . Will you remember this time.
She's a metropolitain girl. In a fancy raven dress on. She's allright when everything's wrong. . She is dancing in the streets all night. She is merging with the city lights.
I feel like. We have met before. And you said. No. You hear my. Voice inside your head. You see my. Milky silhouette. . Back where I live. I travel stars, stars.
If I had met her wearing the sweater. I would feel better than I do today. She would deplore me and just stand there in the door. Would come out to play with me then I would show you the ways of the sea.
You find the kind of girl in every town. Wherever there's a scene she's always hanging around. She's so nave and innocent and looks at you with awe. She's only fourteen but she knows how to draw, yeah.
Well I'm gonna raise a fuss. I'm gonna raise a holla. I've been working all day just to get myself that dollar. Well sometimes I sit and wonder. Wondering what to do.
And so the night is over. We rise to greet the day time. Suggest we fish the river. Though she's never fished before. . Today's a summer sequence. It will rain again tomorrow.
Stay With Me baby. Where did you go. When things went wrong, baby. Who did you turn to. To find a shoulder to lay your head upon. Oh Baby, wasn't I there.
Yesterday feels like running away. Feels like givin' the time. Gettin' lost losin' mind. I'm feelin' low. And I got no place to go. Gettin' all tied up.
Something's gotten hold of my heart. Tearing my soul and my senses apart. Something's gotten into my life. Cutting its way through my dreams like a knife.
This I'm looking for. I'm guilty of. Disregarding natures eye. . I'm looking to the skies. I'm failing to observe the beauty. That's given unto me. . It's just a silver white light.
Brave dreams that are kindled from ashes. Rise out over all the battle below. Spread wings over all that he passes. . So his life can stay immortal to his country.
As I look through my window. Many sights to see. And as I look through my window. Many people I wish that I could be. It's strange. It's so very very very strange.
When Jesus saves the world. Where will you be?. Out on the lonesome plains of Texas. Or the shores of the Galilee. . When Jesus saves the world. Which He will surely do.
Standing in the spotlight. Listening to the crowd. Screaming for his insides. Wantin him to let it out. But can they handle what they want?. Can they handle what they get?.
From the wrong side of nothin. To the right side of gone. He left em all reelin. With his white bucks on. And headed out west. Cross road to the bone.
Goodbye to you, my trusted friend. We've known each other since we were nine or ten. Together we climbed hills and trees. Learned of love and A B C's.
Sense. Ian Broudie/Terry Hall. I'm flying high on something beautiful and aimless,. it's got a name but I prefer to call it nameless.. It comes and goes leaves me on a bed of splinters,.
I'm wearing pigtails that my mother bought. In '65 she was the queen. I'm only thinking things that kafka thought. My hyper tension is obscene. I'm only shaking if the maker comes.