When you call my name from wherever you are. I will find my way back to your home town. I will send a prayer to wherever youve gone. Take us all the way to where we started from.
Why don't you love me like you used to do?. How come you treat me like a worn out shoe?. My hair's still curly and my eyes are still blue. Why don't you love me like you used to do?.
All alone, on my own, since I walked out on you. I walked out on me, now it's gone. And you, what to do, there's so much time. And so many nights to get through.
Baby, I love you. And you know my love is true. Swim the ocean, gonna fight a tiger. Do anything for you. . It's alright, don't you know it's alright?.
He's got a little less hair and a lot more gray. And he gets around little slower, everyday. That old man sleeping there. In that worn out easy chair.
So you think I'll be alright. And I'll forget you in time. And I won't want you here with me every night. And we can still be friends once in a while.
Sure I think about you now and then. But it's been a long, long time. I've got a good life now, I moved on. So when you cross my mind. . I try not to think about what might have been.
Sweat drips off our bodies breathing hard insanity. Tie you to the crucifix, perverted blasphemy. Whips and chains will please you I will have my way I feel the need i need the feel. You're my slave today, Hey! welcome to my Wicked Wonderland. Use you in my Wicked Wonderland On your knees Submit to me Mmmmmm... Do it.
I was born to a gypsy woman with lightnin' crashing all around my crib. Doctor took one look, he started runnin'. He got two steps and lightnin' struck him dead.
I found hunger in the fields of plenty. I found freedom in a ball and chain. I found madness in the voice of reason. I found mercy at the hangman's gate.
I found hunger in the fields of plenty. I found freedom in a ball and chain. I found madness in the voice of reason. I found mercy at the hangman's gate, hey.
You walk tall, you act proud. Leave the little girls cryin' out loud. You got it all, it's not enough. When it comes to love, babe you're outta luck. Yeah, I know I'm a fool.
You walk tall, you act proud. Leave the little girls cryin' out loud. You got it all, it's not enough. When it comes to love, babe you're out of luck.
She runs through the streets so desperately young. Her eyes aflame and her mind undone. She aches for the songs that will never be sung. And the heroes so quickly forgotten.
I recall I called you up to ask you all my questions. and you replied you don't know why I can't take rejection. When I'm alone in company, and you're there in my sights.
you spent too many years. walking alone spending time. like I spend money on home beer. I used to be that way. expected to much I guess, to get me out of this mess.
There's so much to offer, so much to throw away. The ever present darker side it's makin' you color blind. But luckily my blinded one, I know you and not what you've done.
So uneasy lay your head. on those weary shoulders. I wanted to unburden them. but you wouldn't let go. Too dirty to clean your hands. Too weary for sober.
(Horns). . VERSE1 -. I'm not a gamblin' man,. I've got to show my hand. So many girls have come and gone,. they just don't understand me. Maybe we can take a walk and see....
V1-. It's a rumble in the jungle, babe. First round we knock 'em down. There ain't no second round. Pound for pound, the king's gonna take the crown. .