The dirt farmer's wife is hanging her laundry on the line. She's wasting her life but other than that she's doing fine. . The gut wagon rolls trailing a cloud of flies along.
This hole it has a bottom of that I have no doubt. If I could only smarten up and figure my way out. But what would I do then probably find I hate it there.
My heavy head is full of debris.. Sometimes I wish this city would. sink in the sea,. 'cause even when I find the love it's fake. and everything I want to touch.
Summer. It'sbeen three years since I last saw. that lonely smile.. Bound to be a thousand more. 'till I can find.. A face I long as much as yours. Mi hermosa..
Check it out, oh. . Detroit city got me gritty I'm filthy I can't help it. I really hope to make it with this hand I was dealt with. Staring out my rear view, looking for a clear view.
I am all that a man can be. muscle, bone insecurity. I reasess the referencee points I use. Some of them are modest, some are huge.. If you ask my lovers what I am-.
Its a good song, playin on the radio. Its a fine fine day, I tell you cause I think its so.. Its a good life that comes upon ya now and then.. And I tell ya cause I think its so..
Samuel Aging Spalding was from Spokane. Right around the corner from the church. Just above his temples he was balding. Hear him pray, hear him pray. .
Summoned from the fields of terror. We approach with a ghastly speed. Devoted to the cause of aggressive submission. Striking down the enemy?s opposition.
[Daniels, Bagchus / Daniels, Bagchus]. . Streams of ancient life. flowing down below. visions of the past. enter your mind. the past goes by. as you sleep at night.
the masses are going to battle. and as we learn from history now. they'll all die tor nothing and nobody even cares. . slaughtered in sodom. . living your life on a battlefield.
[Van Drunen / Daniels, Van Drunen]. . I am the heritage. from the years of corruption. I'm on the intelligence side. I have no identity or nationality.