Too young to remember. The horrors of war. . Drawn into the fight without. Knowing what for. . Think for yourself. Or they'll think for you. . Killing and dying.
Last night I had a dream. To tell the truth it was really a nightmare. I was buried alive. That was so sick. So damm sick. I was paralyzed. Couldn't tell if I was dead or alive.
Distracted flocks of thoughts swarming throughout my head. Pitiful worm cut in half till blissfully dead. You ask me all the time what I am staring at.
The heat here makes me want to leave,. Take a shot to ease the burn.. Ash the parchment memories,. 20 seconds till I turn.. . We've come this far,. Not backing down..
Contagious, like. the rhythm of a record. through my mind. Played slowly to emphasize. the condition of a dead line.. So hopeless so let the record. play on and on and on....
Sometimes the music fades. Sometimes we understand the trouble. Sometimes the memory. Means more to you than me. Sometimes the memory's enough. . Well I was your whippin' boy.
I am just an open book. For everyone to take a look. Do my insecurities alarm you?. You can fill me up with Novacaine. And Lithium to ease my brain. But it doesn't seem to change my point of view.
Ride out her open road. Fell to the waste side. Dined on her dirt soul. Ain't willing to pass it by. . Went down by the loads. Told time by the moon and sun.
(D. Locorriere/B. Francis). . Can't cuss I forgot about that, so I can't do that n' more.. There's always something. I can't do one thing, I can't do this..
Who dat I see laughing all alone?. Who dat I see faraway from home?. I guess that's me, it must be me. . Who dat I see racing for the sun?. Who dat said, Ain't never gonna own no one.
When you're in love with a beautiful woman, it's hard;. When you're in love with a beautiful woman, you know it's hard;. Everybody wants her, everybody loves her;.
(Unknown). . You look like a woman, and you move like one, but your parents are still tellin' you that you're too young. It's 'causing you pain, baby don't you cry 'cause it won't be long.
(Shel Silverstein). . No one knows my lady when she's lonely. No one sees the fantasies and fears my lady hides. There are those who've shared her love and laughter.
(Ray Sawyer/Dennis Locorriere/Ron Haffkine). . Lilly Pearl standin' by the woodstove. Cookin' up a pot of fatback and beans. Aprons made outta Martha White flour sack.
What do you want, what do you want for Christmas?. Whatever it is, I'll get it for you. What do you want, what do you want for your birthday?. All I want, I want, want, want is you.
[Jack Anglin - composer]. . The days have been long and I have been lonesome. Recalling the dreams that never came true. The nights have been lonely but now that's all over.
(B. David/J. Rushing). . I met him in Seattle, he was gettin' down on a bottle. Telling lies in the Blue Moon Bar. His face was hard and travelled, and as the wine unravelled.
(Ray Sawyer/Gary Doon). . It's cold in this jail cell that I live in. The silence makes me think about me and you. I guess I tried too hard to make things better.
I'm walking all around the town. I'm seeing all the people down. Walking around, talking around. . Me and my cat named Dog. We're walking high against the fog.
Walk right in, sit right down, baby let your hair hang down. Walk right in, sit right down, baby let your hair hang down. Everybody's talking 'bout a new way of walking.