She fed me pictures, better than scriptures. She read to me scriptures, better than pictures. She read to me scriptures, I got me a picture. And I dreamed away.
We have confusion and we're weary from the words. But baby, please I know I'll get through. When I go down on you, when I go down on you. We'll be happy and free just as the birds.
We've all got wheels to take ourselves away. We've got telephones to say what we can't say. We all got higher and higher every day. So come on wheels, take this boy away.
Feeling so lonely, all the time. I'm feeling so lonely every day. What can I do to make you realize. That I really want you here today. Hey. . All I did was complain.
It's Saturday night on the Lower East Side. I'm sittin' here contemplatin' suicide. I just got mugged down in Tompkins Square. When a skinny-assed junkie stuck a bayonet in my ear.
It's not that I don't love you, you know how much I do. And it's not that found somebody to take the place of you. But it's just a fear within me when you touch my hand.
Lyrics: Birgit Schuurman. . What's your age. Says the man in the suit. Thinking he knows all. Believes he's cool. That's what he thinks. A girl my age.
As I see to the beast as she lies. I die. Tired to fight. To fight against. . The lies, the lies. To buy. My hope. Hold on my voice is soft. Is soft so.
Loving new world. Youve done so wrong. Were loaded with hate. As we walk through this fire man. . Same stupid shirts. Sad little girls. Fake, fake new way.
Pictures fade in and out as. I dig into the recess of your mind. So if you hold the other hand and I'll hold mine. As pictures fade in and out as I. .
March on, worker bees. Know your enemy. . We take our orders given by the queen. Were not the killers, were the worker bees. If you resist us you will feel our sting.
Today I walked down our old street. Past the diner where we'd meet. Now I dine alone in our old seats. The cold wind blows right through my bones. And I feel like I'm getting old.
Urban Hipster, the new gangster frontin' by the club. A new wave mannequins packin' haircuts, instead of packin' guns. Magazines form overseas, won't teach you how to feel.
Another F again I fret. Another cocky hypocrite. Another dirty look from a passerby. . Kiddy porn and lunatics. All the things that make me sick. Another suicide from a sad rock star.
Questions. I'm open to any suggestions. and facing the problems once faken. And I'm keeping the promises maken. Laughing at all the stupid ways that we were acting.
I am a patient boy. I wait, I wait, I wait, I wait. My time is like water down a drain. Everybody's moving,. Everybody's moving,. Everybody's moving, moving, moving, moving.
V1. Your Baby's Left You All Alone. You Got No-One To Call Your Own. This Is The Worst Day You Have Ever Known. And The Word Word For Today Is Heartbreak.
There's four words. On the tip of my tongue. That I couldn't say to just anyone. Maybe I'm crazy to say them to you. My hearts fighting. Sweet temptations - since you sparked my imagination.
Wake up, get out of bed. Said the voice in their heads. Today's the day, you're leaving. . Somehow, that same voice from the sky. On that magical night.
We welcome you. We welcome you. . The journey has begun. We're glad you chose to come. We're the children of the Sun. And we welcome you. . To the place where time and light are one.