Peace peace peace y'all!. (Strange!) Real strange real strange. (An overdose) A nickel bag of funk. (We got beat!!). Now move on move on yeah. ("Hey man are you ready to go?") Yeah.
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas. Just like the ones I used to know. Where the treetops glisten,. And children listen. To hear sleigh bells in the snow.
Willow weep for me. Willow weep for me. Bend your branches green along the stream that runs to sea. Listen to my plea. Hear me willow and weep for me.
Went to the city for the drugs and dancing. She lights up pretty from so far away come closer. You come and go alone you don't stand a chance. . It wants too much to see you crash and crumble.
Took a trip to California to see where those old days are gone. And the girl that went with them - curiosity, that's all I swear I swear. In Mendocino County thought I saw Thomas Pinchen at the end of the bar.
In the deep rolling hills of old Virginia. There's a place that I love so well. Where I spent many days of my childhood. In the cabin where we loved to dwell.
A child was born to be our Savior. Wise men came from near and far. To see the Jesus in the manger. The pathway lighted by the stars. . Someday he'll wake me from the dead.
Darling, do you really love me?. Are you the girl I used to know?. Something's happened to you, darling. But it pleases me to know. . Life is sweet when love is blooming.
I remember other days how I used to weep. Over things you said to me; I couldn't even sleep. You forgot your promises, every single vow. All you did was laugh at me, but things are different now.
Everybody says she is a wild card, a heart ache,. The kinda girl, you never know, where she's gonna land. Oh now she's going out, and making friends,.
I came here to wake with you at dawn. With no understanding of any wrong. To lay with you for endless nights. Trade the wreckage for the likes. Of a hazel eyed, strong willed brown haired girl.
We have a whole world of hate at the end of our hands. And not enough love to go around. All the images are burning on our walls. And the cities are burning all around us all.
School Of Roses, baby. I feel like it don't matter anymore. Used to the way the world turns. But I must say it spinning really fast when I look at us.
I went to London town to clear up my mind,. Then on to Paris for the fun I could find:. I found I couln't leave my mem'ries behind,. Where Can I Go Without You?.
Look at my wristwatch, what you call that?. Slow down with the whip top, what you call that?. Your bitch made a pit stop, what you call that?. Smoking out the Ziploc, what, what you call that?.
It seems we stood and talked like this before. We looked at each other in the same way then. But I can't remember where or when. . The clothes you're wearing are the clothes you wore.
Round like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel. Never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel. Like a snowball down a mountain, or a carnival balloon.
Whiskey and wimmen almost wrecked my life. Whiskey and wimmen almost wrecked my life. Were'nt for whiskey and wimmin, I'd have money today. . Nightlife, nightlife, nightlife.
Welcome Christmas come this way. Fahoo fores dahoo dores. Welcome Christmas, Christmas day. . Welcome, welcome fahoo ramus. Welcome, welcome dahoo damus.
What do you do?. I don't know, but I know. I do it every day. . Why do you do it?. I don't know, but I know. I do it anyway. . I do what I do, indeed I do.