Everybody knows but me. When you go where you shouldn't be. Everybody knows but me. Where you go when you're feeling free. Everybody knows but me. . So you go there for a laugh.
Way down south, where the mangroves grow. Deep in the swamp down in the Bayou. There's a little story that's never been told. About a pretty widow who never grows old.
Baby please, don't turn your back on me. Let's walk along these cobblestones. To a simpler time. And why can't we just take a look around us. I want to see the things that make you smile.
My head is filled with fear of war. Fear and threat of war. Horrific disturbing visions of war. Fill my head. Among the maimed and slaughtered. My body lies.
On this voyage to infinity. can't forget to take your soul. Cause at the port you'll find no double sign (no-oh-ohh). . It feels so good to know. that his light will shine forever and ever.
Ain't it just like the night to play tricks. When you're tryin' to be so quiet?. We sit here stranded. Though we're all doin' our best to deny it. And Louise holds a handful of rain.
Patience runs out on the junkie. The dark side hires another soul. Did he steal his fate or earn it?. Was he force fed, did he learn it?. Whatever happened to his precious self control?.
The judge decreed it, the clerk he wrote it.. Clerk he wrote it down indeed-e. Judge decreed it, clerk he wrote it down. Give you this jail sentence you'll be Nashville bound.
When it feels like time is running out on me. I don't try to fight it. 'cause I'm already moving on. But I know that isn't good enough for you. . (chorus).
If we stop to think of life. As time that's running slow. From birth to death like day to night. It isn't very far to go. . So I'm cruisin' (cruisin') with my pretty little vixen.
Living with my hopelessness. I wasn't very smart. But I died an early death. But now I know I wasn't alive yet. . There's a mountain in the side of me.
We are the Village Green Preservation Society.. God save Donald Duck, vaudeville and variety.. We are the Desperate Dan Appreciation Society.. God save strawberry jam and all the different varieties..
I want to make violent love. To you by the moon above. I want to make violent love to you. . I want to kiss every night. And hold and hug you tight. I want to make violent love to you.
Society fucks with my mind. Can this be the end of future time?. There is no tomorrow, none that I can see. There is no future for you and me. . Stumbling into darkness, The future don't look bright.
I hear the people that keep talking sh*t. Too many lies about my friends. I don't remember seeing you back then,. Guess what. You won't be there in the end.
Dos cuadros viejos en una sola pared. Que quiero descolgar. Si los espejos yo mismo los arranque. Para no mirar atras. . Y si no lo supe ver. Si no lo quise escuchar.
Harto de elegir entre una cosa y la otra. Hablando tantas veces, y no diciendo nada. Seríamos tan libres sin ser encasillados. y mucho mas liviano viajando sin espada.
Virtue is relative at best. There's nothing worse than a sunset. When you're driving due west. And I'm afraid that my love. . Is gonna come up short there is no there there.
Por cuando te vi enfermo con mentiras. Este ladron cuenta se dio. Trapa mal hecho de trampas te lo juro. Que yo si te mato. Y con cada dia que se pase recuerdate.