I hope someday that we can sit and talk above the surface. For now I'm drowning in a sea of you. The irony of alcohol and this conversation piece. Is exactly what we need to keep us from the truth.
(T. Sly/C. Shiflett/M. Riddle/R. Koff). I couldn't understand why you left me. standing here. flickering out like a candle in the wind. memories are laced with shame.
I saw her just the other day. but she wouldn't look my way. I think she looks tanner that ever. Impossible for mid-November. TAN IN A CAN. TANINACAN. Lying there in that aluminum tube.
I cannot find a way to describe it. It's there insinde. All I do is hide. I wish that it. Would just go away. What would you do. You do if you knew. What would you do.
Nobody is talking about the hazy sky. Have the mountains gotten smaller or is the water getting high?. There's a light up on the hill, illuminating glow.
Who am I?. Im the man you never wanted. In your eyes. I see you'll never forget this. I have lied. To you a million times. But I feel so different. So please just listen.
would they let you see me. when you need me on your way home. I am undecided I can't hide it. and I'm on my way home. we're on our way home we're on our way home.
lover lover talk to me, we've both been here before. takes a lot of time to see you need less to become more. but not this time. . lover lover come to me and don't say it ain't so.
Then I come in, they go mad. Hit my nose and hit my back. Break my every single bone. Throw me out just like a stone. . It's the corner, it's the dress.
I celebrate your skin. I celebrate you're in. I celebrate one day. Call it torture day. . You celebrate with grace. You celebrate your face. You celebrate one day.
No matter what we say. No matter what we think. We will never, will never leave this room. What are we going to do about this?.
I'm not proud of my country, I'm not proud of my skin,. I'm fed up with such approaches and thinking ain't a sin. . Think for yourself. . I reject our involvement in exploitation and hate.
Hands, Hands. On her face again. I couldn't help myself. but run away. those hands. rueing everything. but i'm not afraid. of no one else. . Hands, your hands.
That was the day. They put that string into your head. It made such terrifying noises. That you wished that you were dead.. You've been thrown. To be the stone.
One day he woke up and he was ill. He tried to be like us. He tried to kill all our friends. We locked him in a cage but he was still. loud and so we left.
The Devil You And Me -. . We know we're not the smartest in this place we don't have to be. lights are out but anyhow this is what they see it's the devil it's you and me.
In your heart there are oceans.. In your heart there are flowering trees.. Look inside and live inside these walls.. Your body yearns.. I'm not one to say I know what you go through.
TAKE THIS HAMMER. The Notting Hillibilies. 1990. Take this hammer, carry it to the captain, (3x). Tell him I'm gone, tell him I'm gone.. If he ask you was I runnin' (3x).
Products of lust through incidental reproduction. A group of kids stuffed, primed and fated for self destruction. Four or five years will get the job done.
Here's to the day when all the skies turned white.. Warm powder coated parking lots, familiar thoughts,. most higher forms of life.. And all the commotion must have scared away the sun,.