Well i'm still waiting for everything you said you'd do for me,. I helped you out, I picked you up,. And you never had the chance to say,. You make me lokk do fucking bad,.
Lets take a trip to Sunset Boulevard in the city of stars, uh huh. The city of blinding lights and starry eyes. I said now welcome to the city of angels, woah.
I don't need to be impressive, I don't need to run the game. I don't want to keep on chasing, maybe I'll just go my way. . Ayeee ee ayee ee everything's gonna be alright, alright.
Im a street walking cheetah with a heart full of napalm. Im a runaway son of the nuclear a-bomb. I am a worlds forgotten boy. The one who searches and destroys.
Engrave me with that bass and shudder. You can't save me. Raving, rampant, stroking. Knife and voltage burn. Electric shock love. Guard and lock my eyes.
Amber circles stretch astonishing. Silencing glassy water where we've never been. Backwards. Shining waves within each other spin. No one sees them. On the rocks the feeling's sinking in.
Round, round, and around. Surrounding my planet. Arousing my planet. . Round, round, and around. Surrounding my planet. Arousing my planet. . My heart beats madly like a drum.
Well you're caught in the headlights. Don't know which way to turn. And you're going down quickly. With my silencer. I commandeer your heart. And it's making you mad.
I've lost you once again. But I can't lose heart. To watch this dream descend. Just tears me apart. You close your eyes. And you can't hear me. Fast asleep in your bed of misery.
You. You read my mind. You twist me inside. I'm weak at the knees. 'cause you're such a tease. You make me wanna scratch. Rush the gate and shaking. Then you hold me back.
Rode into town late one night. Got real drunk. And started a fight. Gunfighters out in the street. Bellies full of lead. And blood at their feet. Sheriff says I'd better get out of town.
It was late last night. . When my baby got home. It was late last night. . When my baby got home. . She was playing free jazz. . On a shiny new saxophone.
I used to love my baby. . Yes, I loved her a lot. . So I took her on down. . To the used car lot. . I was looking at a shiny red Chevrolet. . And then she ran away.
Last night was the science-fiction. Movie with you and me. You in your velvet space-helmet. Me in my rainball hat. . If you'd write my lines. I would gladly play father-time on your tv-show.
Sweep up, little sweeper boy. It's you who's got the wig on here. Sweep up, little sweeper boy, sweep up. . Yellow is the color of my true love's crossbow.
Send my fond regards to Lonelyville. I'm staying in my well-appointed valley on the hill. Oh, I'll grow hale on seawater. A son on the honey milk. And leave something to loneliness.
Stenen under min rygg r kall. Ikring mig ligger Natten tt. . Dr svarta nglar dansar kring min kropp. Trr sen snaran runt min hals. Ristar i min hud - Skr isr mitt ktt.
Nr skymningen Faller anlnder Han. Fr att skrda frukt jag ltit gro i Hans namn. . En mnniska vit och blek som elfenben. P ett altare skuret ut ur stenen.
Lightning up!. And shake the ground. . Is that a horn that's blowing?. Or a bell that's tolling?. Walls are falling. Ships pulled out from their mooring.