Only fools rush in where angels fear to tread. Going to get my arse to heaven before the devil ever knows I'm dead. I spent the whole of my life searching for some peace of mind.
The old man told me, "Hey you, make a choice. You can the music and stop all the noise. Or you can get out and find your own way". I told him, "Stick it, my rock's here to stay".
So far away not knowing. How to handle the distance between. Avoiding situations that will show. That this is not the same. . Try to see through my window.
Brown skinned woman's been trading rough, scars across her thigh. Tell me little honey ain't you afraid to die?. All night long I give it up I give it to her good.
When I was just eleven, I died and rose again - a symbol to transcend the watery grave.. There the cup uncovered, I shone the light within - the radiance on my prepubescent face.
Here I am, all alone. Situations overwhelming again. Be strong, I tell myself. But fall right back again. . But hold on. I think I just realized something.
Well I've been strutting down the boulevard of broken dreams. Everything I own is falling apart at the seams. People think I'm crazy 'cause I don't give a damn.
I just woke up in wonder staring at my wall. Is this what they call falling if they speak at all?. What is freedom in Jesus? How far does it span?. I am lost and unable, I am just a man.
There's a lady who's sure, all that glitters is gold. And she's buying a stairway to heaven. When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closed.
Consumed by this greedy disposition. I give no thanks for all that's been given to me. See I'm so concerned with selfish ambition. I see what I want and look past what I need.
Bye New York, so long Philly. Hollywood your Wacko City. Chicago got just too damn windy for me. . Frisco's fine apart from that line. New Orleans is just a good time.
Maybe baby I'm a man without a soul. Or baby maybe just a man out of control. Maybe I'll just close my eyes wait until the dawn. And wake up to another nightmare.
Let the world be still tonight. Let the fire be the only light. Draw the curtain, pull down the shade. In easy arms, we'll lay. . So come on lady, now close your eyes.
Working from seven to eleven every night,. It really makes life a drag, I don't think that's right.. I've really, really been the best of fools, I did what I could..
(Young, Young, Scott). . Diamonds and dust. Poor man last, rich man first. Lambourginis, caviar. Dry martinis, Shangri-la. I got a burning feeling. Deep inside of me.
Every now and then I like to pick up the phone. And make a call down memory lane. Well how you been? Well, baby you could say. I've been lonely too. .
Well, just yesterday. I heard the news. You were back in town. Back to the old playground. . Well, the lights are on. And I heard this song. In the still of the night.
(Kendall, Niven). . I have learned the golden words. "You watch your step". That life is made for fools. and the devil takes the rest. I know my heart is like a fire-.
When the day turns to night and I'm lost in a dream. Reaching for something that just can't be seen. One look in your eyes sets me free. . The moment we touch is the moment you'll feel.
Look in my eyes. My pupils are shot, I'm runnin' fever. Taken to drink. And whatever you've got, I can't believe it. . Masquerade ace in Hollywood hair.