I walk alone, this ashphalt eden I must have outgrown. Just flesh and bone, no indication, no way to get home. Now feel their hands, and their demands.
Pinocchio he loves her. Like anybody wood.. But if she pulls his strings again tonight. I'm leaving her for good.. . In alexandria. I know a place we can go:.
Have I told you 'bout the neverness hoax. A vile trick perpetrated on you innocent folks. Was it in the fall of '93. During the rise of the galaxy. A tiny shift in our trajectory.
(I, I, I, I). I take the things from their leather cases. And I arrange them in their special places. I collected people like you might collect flowers.
Oooooooh yeah .... . Verse 1. Your body's a drug ,you got me addicted. Strung out on your love, every time you give it. To me I get high, girl you get me lifted.
She buries the clocks; times wide open like her thoughts. But you still make sense and I feel the weakness in your touch. I am in repair so much that no one cares.
Heres how it goes. Like black flies out the window. Cerulean stories ever told. . 'Bout a girl who done sold her soul. 'Bout girl who simply wanted to be heard.
I've laid around and played around this old town too long. Summer's almost gone, yeah, winter's comin' on. I've laid around and played around this old town too long.
Hang down your head, Tom Dula. Hang down your head and cry. Hang down your head, Tom Dula. Poor boy, you're bound to die. . I met her on the mountain.
This land is your land, this land is my land. From California, to the New York Island. From the Redwood Forest, to the Gulf Stream waters. This land was made for you and me.
[Verse 1]. No one lives forever but you can't escape from life. Every day could be your last so consider your demise. Mine has drawn so near. Stare into the eyes of the end.
I've held the hand of God and I've sang the Devil's song. And when it comes my time no tears are gonna fall. But some will light the fire and some will mourn the one.
The soul of the nation slowly withers (in the howl of the empty wind). As the spring lays, crushed beneath the hammer (the invisible flame). My vision sears the crowded square (as the mouth of injustice grins).
The dark crow man sits and stares into the oblivion. Into cold into nothingness, it's snowing in his mind.. . He's created himself in his own image.. Lust held for him means naught, a knock on the door.
You always needed people like me. Directions for your fingers to point. A crooked dealer's blaming spree. I'm guaranteed to disappoint. You're weak and scared and cutting raw deals.
I am the ones & the zerosthat control commerce & file you silently far away.. I am the children starving in the gutter bellies full of unabated poverty..