The say that you are. What you eat. You look like a fruit. When you walk down the street. . You know it will be. So hard for me. To say what I want to say.
I stayed in town for a while. Watching cars pass me by. And I'm trying not to get too high. But then I realised. Is there only one direction. Is there only right from wrong.
You broke the bread. You drank the wine. Your lip was bleedin' but it was fine. Come on inside, babe, across the line. I love you more than I. . But then this bird just flew away.
Don't just stand there watching it happening. I can't stand it, don't feel it. Something's telling me. I don't wanna go out this way. But have a nice day.
He watched the shadows. On the walls of his room. And the silence will speak too soon. And he held her tightly. So tight he could tell. He knew the feeling so well.
I don't know what you want from me.. I've been tossing and turning in. My bed, losing sleep over this.. And I don't know what I need to do.. . Who I am lately, is not who I want to be..
(Radio) Of no tomorrow.... No tomorrow.... No tomorrow.... . .... . Catch your breath as you watch your step. Head spinning round as you hit the ground.
Here's where the horror hits home. I figured it all out on my own. Heaven is what you make it. Hell is what you're putting me through. Out there waiting unknown, I get the feeling you're not alone.
Set your wilder beast free. Let your lady bug be. Gladiolas don't go to sleep till dawn. Sexy people sleep with their hair dos on. . Let your jack hammer sing.
Aah, aah. Aah, aah. Aah, aah. . I know the sun's around to wake the dead. You've got if anything, a bigger head. Most likely to perform was who I knew.
I sleep the day away. Giving you all I can. Ready to reach new lows. Dying to wash my hand. . You're the one, you're the one. That froze the sun. Say you love me as you pull the trigger.
It makes you weak. It makes you strong. Been in your blood too long. . I took your nights. You took my star. One I wished on last year. . Tell it to the sky.
Where's it gonna end, when's it gonna stop?. Or at least slow down so maybe I can get off. My world's tied to the tickin' of a time clock. If my life was a dance, it'd be 'The Blue Collar Rock'.
find out what it is. find out what it isn't. find out you can't leave your prison. wake up from your nap. Feel my reality slap. . you find out where you've been.
Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin' Street. A gentle Irishman mighty odd;. He'd a beautiful brogue both rich and sweet. And to rise in the world he carried a hod..
Because all you see is. Bodies bent, twisted and grinded. Cause all you see is. Ground within the mashing ton's of it. cause all you see is. Tens and tons fastened to the pistons.
Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin' Street. A gentle Irishman mighty odd;. Had a beautiful brogue both rich and sweet. To rise in the world he carried a hod..
I've been a wild rover for many's the year. And I've spent all my money on whiskey and beer. But now I'm returning with money in great store. And I never will play the wild rover no more..
By the time you read this letter. I'll be far away from here. I've left to find my fortune. Outside of the weir. . The world is not this island. To dig and die for gold.
We moved into a house. on twelvth avenue. it was a rising damp. with an alley for a view. . A skin of peeling paint. and an attic full of mice. to turn the shower on.