Hi this is Dave Dederer from. The Presidents Of The United States Of America. And your listening to..... Alright. Seattle. Portland. Portland. San Fransisco.
Well the night's begun. And you want some fun. Do you think your gonna find it. (Think you're gonna find it). You gotta treat yourself like number one.
Every thing is every where. Every one is every care. Every time is every sign. Every high is every good-bye. . Don't stay. A-top a full shotgun. Maybe baby you really, really, really want some.
Here come Monday mornin'. Life is open wide. I hide my fat bites. Look out Tuesday mornin'. Sun is cold and low. I don't care, I'm in the flow. . I gotta shortwave, soul creep.
Staay alive. And breathe again, yeah. So stoned and bold. But I'm alive. . Staay alive. At least until the dawn, yeah. I want you. . Standing up here on top of mountains.
Drug me. And love me. Then take me. I am yours. . Make me. Then take this stuff. I'm your whore... yeah. . And tell me that you love me. And tell me that you love me.
MARGRET (spoken). He's not coming.. . CARRIE (spoken). He is coming!. . MARGRET (spoken). Don't you see? You mustn't go.. . (sung). Stay here instead..
ha!. Preacher D. you understand me. ha! I got my brother on hear as well. you understand me. it's on GOD man. if you not knowing you not knowing now you know.
Turn back the clock ways, sorted light waves. I'm not fried, today's my feeble time. And you'll explain the new ways, drag on like rain. The new dawn is all about money.
Love child to genghis kahn. And a beautiful busty amazon. On the death star with her godfather. Darth vader and nine months later. But that's impossible.
You lynard skynard hat. And me little kitty. Sat across with a velvet jacket. Wild orange hair and dark dark eyes. I gawked like a 12 year old smitten.
We still can't care when you stare. . Shut up and leave. Do whatever you please. Slapped me and left me behind. Now what are tryin' to find. Just let your conscience be your guide.
[Verse 1]. 'Twas the height of the night. and I was deep in my sleep. in the middle of REM like Michael Stipe. my sheets were soaking wet. covered in sweat.
I'm just an average man with an average life. I work from nine to five, hey hell I pay the price. All I want is to be left alone in my average home. But why do I always feel like I'm in the Twilight Zone.
Swans and their partners they stay. Faithful forever or die on the water. Foxes are only good for. Ruffling feathers, leading lambs to the slaughter. .
Perhaps one day, I'll love another. Whose eyes may be storm cloud gray. Whose every kiss is hot as summer. With the suns every ray. . But no-one's ever, ever gonna steal.
This is where your sleepless eyes will close. This is where the weary find repose. This is where a kinder bugle blows. This is where you'll wake. To find the river Jordan flows.
Well you, good for you. . Im not so sexual as yourself. Every day is just an extension of yesterday, a hassle. And getting out of bed in the morning is like slow suicide.
The woods are oh so dangerous. Don't you wander off in them. Let me take you by the hand. And show you. The way. . To Fear. . Trippin' over myself. Flying, no thanks to wealth.