Well it took some time. Cause its a lot. God, it's a bunch. It's such a big, old, black golden buzz. . And yeah it took some help. With lots of machines, the experts could tell.
(Let me tell ya a story about a very special gift I received from a, from a man that I didn't know very well. But he brightened up the night and made it one of the great shining moments of our long tour).
I want to thank you. You've been the meaning of life for me. Now I can see the real me. Feelings I couldn't bear. All the things I wouldn't dare. Times I thought no one cared.
I want to thank you. You've been the meaning of life for me. Now I can see the real me. Feelings I couldn't bear. All the things I wouldn't dare. Times I thought no one cared.
Yeah, 'cause when I drive in my car. We put heads in jars. So take me please, take me to mars. I want to go where they are. I want to go where they are.
Imagination, that's the way that it seems. Man can't only live in his dreams. Oh, it seems so hard.. . If I'd lived a thousand times before. And if I'm gonna live anymore.
Yeah, 'cause when I drive in my car. We put heads in jars. So take me please, take meta mars. I wanna go where they are. I wanna go where they are, I wanna go.
Look, the sun is rising. There is a little spaceship. Hiding in the clouds. You want it to love you. Lets keep our voices down. You can hear the voice.
Intro (Sticky stacks). . I talk shit coz I can. . I talk shit coz I can. . I talk shit coz I can. . I talk shit coz I can. I talk shit coz I can. . I talk shit coz I can.
His clocks are all wrong. But he knows by how much. Hell turn on you quick with a clinical touch. With a clinical touch hell set you in fits??. And force you to bed for the fruits of the rich.
There's a set of rickety stairs. In between my heart and my head. And there ain't much that ever bothers going up them. Here we go at it again. And once it's started it's so tricky to stop.
The time has come again. Slowly walking down the steps. To where she would have been. If only they were seventeen. . Waiting patiently. He stood between her fray scene.
Well we were kissing. It was secret. We'd had to sneak beyond the kitchen. Both well aware that there'd be trouble. If the manager should find us. You'd got a leaning tower of pint pots in your hand.
Decided. To sneak up away. From your stomach. And try your pulse. And captured. What seemed all. Unknowing and candid. But they suspected. It was false.
Now I know jealousy. I caught you talking to the real me. Can't tell you how unhappy that shit makes me. If you hear him calling, promise you'll ignore him.
I am standing on the edge of returning. Or just running away. I am letting myself look the other way. And the hardest part in all of this is. I don't think I know my way back home.
My life is a musical. I know how to put on a pretty pathetic show. I hide backstage, keep the curtains closed. 'Cause I'm scared, I'm scared. I'm getting pretty good at feeding them the lines they like.
So many things I didn't say. Is it too late now that you've gone away. So many words, so many ways. If you can hear me now. There's something I've got to say.
I know you think love songs are cheesy. You said your wedding dress won't be in white. You're not one to make things easy. Cuz when you're wrong you still know that you're right.