Baby when we fell in love. I packed my El Camino up never looked back. A tank of gas, twenty bucks left behind a cloud of dust. And all we had gave up everything Id do it all again.
Everybody covets everybody lies. Everybodys done it some time in their lives. We all slip, we dont mean to. That dont mean you cant make it right. . Its the path you take the steps you make.
Hey it's my mind. Lets me down. All the time. Find a switch. Kill the lights. Find a door. In my sights. There's three things. Floating 'round. One is God.
Why not take turns?. It's something messy something good. Something never understood before. Why don't you learn?. This is a travesty for everyone. Learn and all your troubles will be gone.
Why is everybody always pickin' on me?. . The morn' that I was born my old man beat up the doctor. He clocked the doctor 'cause the doctor said I looked like Chewbacca.
Why is everybody always pickin' on me?. . The morn' that I was born my old man beat up the doctor. He clocked the doctor 'cause the doctor said I looked like Chewbacca.
Who's the knuckleheads?. We are the knuckleheads. Who's the knuckleheads?. We are the knuckleheads. Who's the knuckleheads?. We are the knuckleheads. Who's the knuckleheads?.
By the lights of St. Dominic Street Bridge she was waiting. She was waiting for me to arrive. And she told me much later that while she was waiting. She had felt so in love and alive.
As I get home at 6AM gone out to work all day. With me boots on me feet and me cap on me head. In bed I would I could stay. Cause I'm too old to spend my time shifting sods and clay.
Are you lost this evening. Can't you trust anyone at all?. There's a heart that's beating. While the hands are writing on the wall. You're afraid of bleeding.
My heart is breaking as I walk alone. My spirit's aching out here on my own. Following a dream too good to be true. Is there any hope, tell me what can I do?.
Have you ever prayed to the night sky?. Under one of them cold street lights?. Watched another stolen car drive by,. lose your hope and say. "This is where I'll die"?.
I've always walked alone and I'll never live like one of them. And though you've been called my friend. I'll walk this path until the end. I'll always stand alone and I'll never be like one of them.
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and fuck society to. Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and fuck the world because. my kind, my kind, my kind belong nowhere. My kind, my kind, my kind are hated and feared.
Long lonely nights. My thoughts are a mess. I know what I want but what I want I can't get. Can't tell what day it is sometimes sometimes I sit alone and I cry.
move on, hold and drag. invade no ones land. take a look in their starved eyes. mean more than a leading hand. now scrape and borrow in grimness. the groaning, fever and praying.
Shining between the people in grey. With arrogance and nothing in their brain. Only adventures flow through their veins. No compassion for the pale. Cause a sensation in all circles.
the day you forget how to dream you are dead. the day you forget how to love you are dead. we need to risk the known. taste the apple on our own. no excuse, no lie can save me.
March 1876 - the season of dead begun. A never ending fight between human and animal. The sun will raise the path. Between home and horizon. Whalers wife has to say good bye to their husband.