Why don't you call me your baby anymore. Am I so changed from some strange love from before. Is this the change of mind that I've been designed for. Why not your baby anymore.
They come in droves trying to look mean. Fake blue dreads & They're wearing baggy jeans. They think they're cool they think they're tough. But we know better they're just pups.
(from the. compilation- Punx Unite). . who do they save. tell me what is good for me. i need to see the light. teach me how to hug a tree. and save me from the right.
You have held us down for so long,. Everything you said, it was wrong,. You can't even look us in the eyes,. While your headlines scream out pompous lies..
Bloody eyes opening, now i can finally see,. a distorted, blurry version of society.. . Now were walking,. walking into the fire.. Now were walking,. walking into the fire..
A glimpse of light breaks through. The ruins of our lives. My dusty eyelid rise to let hope. Blind my sight. . Between the closing walls. A breeze revives my mind.
Too much, too long. Fighting to heal the wounds. You made walking away. . Sinking deeper. Trying to deal with the hurt. Haunting in my dreams. . Too many times I've walked in the shadows on a Saturday night.
Mmmm. Ain't no use in second guessin'stressin' boy. . It's a shame that you came so tight. Never wouldve known you were cool on me boy please. Trippin'everyday I wanna kick myself for believin'your lies.
The whistle blows. At the break of dawn. Still that evening. The work goes on. Sixteen hours. Of every day. And Baby if I could. You know Id walk away.
Well, you hear about all these women raising about their funky, funky, funky men. They've got some trifling husbands. Lord knows, they've got a lot of no good friends.
Was it the champagne. Was it the caviar. Was it her airplane. Was it her daddy's car. Was it the new thing. With all the dough. Why i don't know. I just had to go.
Late nights in musty motel rooms. Stale lives left by someone else. White lies I wish I could tell you. And questions I ask of myself. Why do I do the things that make me sorry.
When I was a very young man. I was a cowboy. The best in the land. But then she settled me down. With a touch of her hand. Now I'm begging you mister.
Hey Momma don't you treat me wrong. Come and love ya daddy all night long (Alright now-Hey Hey-Alright). . See the girl with the diamond ring. She knows how to shake that thing (Alright now-Hey Hey).
Honey bring me the paper. And pour me a beer. And turn on the TV. And sweep up over here. You tell me you love me. To put off my blues. But what do you do.
Honey bring me the paper. And pour me a beer. And turn on the TV. And sweep up over here. You tell me you love me. To put off my blues. But what do you do.
Now I was driving down a West Texas highway. I saw a hitchhiker and his thumb was pointing my way. He didn't look suspicious. He didn't look any too clean.
(from Stuart Little). . I have a dream that everywhere I go. Almost everyone captures my eyes. And they find me so fascinating. Had end in kidding quite looking interesting.
A new jersey lady i knew long ago. And she was a lady i say. But she met a cowboy who rode on the rodeo. And he stole her heart straight away. . The new jersey lady she loved him so true.
What You Want:. . I see it in you; something has changed. Youre not sure which way to go. You know that its true and youll rearrange. When you finally know.