I feel the pressure's on and something's going wrong. I don't know what's going on. I'm just another mother's poor boy's son. I feel pressure, pressure.
Why do I phone you up. Why do I make a fuss. Tell me why, tell me why. I never really thought. That it could be the two of us. Tell me why, tell me why.
Daddy please hear this song that I sing. In your heart there's a spark that just screams. For a lover to bring a child to your chest that could lay as you sleep.
Daddy please hear this song that I sing. In your heart there's a spark that just screams. For a lover to bring a child to your chest that could lay as you sleep.
Speaker 1: I was off in a forest somewhere, I don't know where, but, somewhere and I was sitting on top of this huge tree and I don't know how I got there like that tree way over there that's just this little tiny twaint, and I was just sitting on it and I was afraid to move and I moved and the tree just bent with me and that was weird..
Two headed boy. All floating in glass. The sun it has passed. Now it's blacker than black. I can hear as you tap on your jar. I am listening to hear where you are.
(There is no dream). So wake up run your lips across your fingers till you find. Some scent of yourself that you can hold up high. To remind yourself that you didn't die.
I love you Jesus Christ. Jesus Christ I love you, yes I do. I love you Jesus Christ. Jesus Christ I love you, yes I do. and on the lazy days the dogs dissolve and drain.
When you were young. You were the king of carrot flowers. And how you built a tower tumbling through the trees. In holy rattlesnakes that fell all around your feet.
When you were young. You were the king of carrot flowers. And how you built a tower tumbling through the trees. In holy rattlesnakes that fell all around your feet.
(Art, Verny, Tuxx, Brent). There's a reason for the madness.. There's a reason why. We're all falling down.. Let us think about the action. Tha keeps our fingers pinched.
En la ciudad gris, bares y cafés,. Tenés que olvidar, nena, no podés. Era un escritor, se la daba de,. Era un usador de tu buena fe. . Y justo pensé, pensé por pensar,.
[Doors cover w/ Ray Manzarek and Billy Zoom]. . Before you slip into unconsciousness. I'd like to have another kiss. Another flashing chance at bliss.
From the album: see how we are. Bar anything but. The bottom step of the ladder. It keeps getting. Higher and higher. Dawn comes soon enough. For the working class.
One Nelly. True love, true love. True love, true love. True love is the devil's bombshell. Is the devils drag strip. Is the devils Stock car,. Is the devils nightshade, quicksand.