Love wondered inside. Stronger than you. Stronger than I. . And now that it has begun. We cannot turn back. We can only turn into one. . I won't ever be.
James. . What's wrong with the world mamma,. People livin' like they ain't got no mammas,. I think the worlds addicted to the drama,. Only attracted to things that'll bring the trauma..
Ooh, yeah, yeah, what's love got to do. Warren G rap for me, yeah, mmm. . When G-dog, the hog, come up in the place. There's dollar signs in your eyes and a smile in your face.
I've been watching you from afar. And the way you make your way round the bar. You laugh like you're really entertained. And you smile like it's your favourite game.
Come on, ladies!. . Who you gotta be. What you gotta do. What you gotta say. If you gotta bend too far to please, you're gonna break. . Yeah they dragged you down.
Bin unter Tränen eingeschlafen. Bin unter Tränen wieder aufgewacht. Hab' über dieselbe beschissene Frage. Zwei Millionen mal nachgedacht. Hab' mich verdreht und mich gewendet.
When pale turns to pink. With a soft unnerving ease. And all you've built around. May just tumble to the ground. . We stand or fall. With your future in another's hands.
I took a walk down New York avenue. Wearing my latest disguise. Enjoying the perfume of utter dismay. I was effectively anesthetized. Starving so arrogantly in jumble-sale clothes.
Calling cards of madness. Pull the brass men from their knees. To petrify more images to dangle. Just outside the reach. . Of the stunted and the dreamless ones.
So you think it's over. So you think that down's. The only way out. A sad excuse for lovers. With your head held high. And your heart still full of doubt.
It's warm tonight. It rained tonight. The windows are all open wide. Can't see the clock to check the time. Nothing is moving. When you walk through me.
Playing the game. With the chips on my shoulder. Checking in the mirror. As my coffee cup gets colder. . Stagger and swagger. Combing my hair. If tomorrow's not there.
We came to dance. Making moves from a passion play. . The ties that bind us just slip away.. We came to dance. The piper calls out a different rhyme. .
The words played on around our heads. Perhaps we went too far. We'll soldier on until the end again. . This clutching hand around my hand. So pitiful and frail.
Hai!. . Oh mystical East, on old postcards,. Your childhood dreams and energies.. Your temples' gardens, old world charm,. An ancient culture, torn and scarred..
(And we talked) Just the two of us.. (All the time) Nothing serious.. (We pretend) Time is on our side.. ('Til the end) When the scream subsides.. . Yes, we had it all, had the key gripped in our hands..
Move on as we step in time. Strange words from the other line. Edging forward, feeling strong. Syncopate with the marching song. Thoughts and dreams flick across your mind.
(Willcox). This is your five minute call five minutes ladies and gentlemen thank you. Where's my lunch?. Where's my fucking lunch?. Big big tears. By the bright blue sea.
Where will you go, when the sirens blow?. Will you run helter-skelter, in search of a shelter. Or will you lie low?. Will you sit there clutching at your lucky charm.
We're the lords of the jungle. We're the war boys,. We're the ones who make all the noise.. . Lay-oh Lay-oh Lay-oh. Layay man tey sa-ra-rai. Lay-oh Lay-oh Lay-oh.