It was a pretty big year for fashion. A lousy year for rock and roll. The people gave their blessings to crimes of passion. It was a dark, dark night of the collective soul.
Some folks don't like workin' hard. Some folks don't like rain. Some folks love to tell you. All about their aches and pains. Me, I take the hand I'm dealt.
Got a message in my mailbox. From an old friend I hardly see. All it said was you were trying. To get in touch with me. . And I stared down at your number.
When the hot September sun down in Texas. I sucked the streams bone dry and turned to roads to dust. In the sleepy little towns down in Texas. The shades are all pulled down, streets are all rolled up.
I had a good life. Before you came. I had my friends and my freedom. I had my name. . Still there was sorrow and emptiness. Till you made me glad. Oh, in this love.
A long long time ago. When we were young and pretty. We ruled the world, we stopped the time, we knew it all, we owned this city. Running with the crowd, carefree and proud I heard somebody say.
I went to a party, we were having a good time. And people were talkin'. And drinking some wine. But the best thing that happened. I got lost in my mind.
(Domino - Bartholomew) Travis Music Co., BMI. Big bit keeps you rockin' in your seat,. Big bit keeps you rockin' in your seat,. Clap your hands and stomp your feet.
I don't think it's going. To happen anymore. You took my thoughts from me. Now i want nothing more. And did you think you. Could just take it all away.
I used to think when I was young. I used to think I was so strong. In all my days I'd never cry. I don't know why I'd never cry, I'd rather hide. . I used to think if I believed.
Do you think that I am a dreamer?. Do you think that I am a wanderer?. Do you think that I am a dreamer?. Do you think that I am a wanderer?. . Throw your arms around me.
Seems like yesterday we were sixteen,. We were The Rebels of the Rebel Scene.. We wore Doc Martens in the sun,. Drinking vintage cider having fun.. . We were, drinking vintage cider having fun..
When I was lost I saw you pointing towards the sun. I know I'm not the only one standing here. And in the darkness I was walking through the night. I could see your guiding light very clear.
When. When will the icicle melt,. And when. When will the picture show end. I should not have read the papers today. 'Cause a child,child he was taken away.
It only takes one burr. under the saddle.. And you and I babe. oh we do battle.. . Seems like we're just too,. thinskinned,. thinskinned,. thinskinned,.
I'll take you out again tonight when you get off I'll be outside, outside. . Turn the key and head downtown find a new place honey to hide out, hide out.
Why can't we all just get along?. Satanists, drop outs, dealers, and gays. Manic-depressant-schit-zo-maniac-nazis. They know there all the same anyways..
It's not easy to be me. With all my philosophies. And my flippant state of mind. . I'd much rather take a nap. Than jump aloof and do all that. To worry what the crowd thinks of me tonight.
Three years ago, you left that day.. And I knew I would never be the same.. You left for a brand new life.. No more tears, no more sorrow,. No more of that disease..