Con una giacca sbagliata. Walter il mago si presentera' di nuovo qua. Con un cilindro truccato. ed un coniglio vecchio quasi come il trucco che fa. Ed il suo abra cadabra-cadabra abra.
Show me anything you want to. Show me your peaches and your cream. She looks good to me. Pretty with her head between my knees. She knows, she knows, she knows.
We collapse, hands interlude. Cheek against cheek a pulse duet hums. Through our veins and I'm not sure why. And I continue. . When we start to embarrass each other.
To the author of this dream. I can't say I know all the answers. I'm short on so many things. But I know the choices we make will make us who we are. .
To the author of this dream. To the maker of these wings I will fly with tonight. Words fail to touch my thanks. They hold no weight and leave us cold.
I wanna know all about it. How I was wrong and you can't it. Even though you were the one. Who shopped in another bed. Bed of another man. Funny how the story goes.
I woke up this morning. just to see what I'd become. . oh what am I. oh what am I. . looked up at my reflection. told it 'get off of my thumb'. oh what am I.
And I won't catch you when it's over. And I will try to let you go. My thoughts they want me to recover and start to think of you anew. . I guess the world will keep on turning.
WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE ASKING ME WHAT TO DO. WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE AND I ASKED YOU. WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE BABY BABY YOO HOO. BABY YOO HOO.
Death's rain falls upon us I see the times' arrival at hand. In rows aligned we march now drawn from these careful plans. Starved in this militia we hunger now for the fight.
Over grey ocean tides past shores of dreams and narrow sunsets. Above snowy rock in swift flight. Coming close to where the dead inhabit. War is nothing to run from it's in the minds and dreams of everyone.
This town has lost its charm,. With the ignorant fools,. And the shady bars.. A voice cracked from screams of distress,. Calm confrontations and cigarettes..
Are you ready. 'Cause I'm ready. So lets ride.... . Yo it's time to ride. You know it's time to ride. Yo it's time to ride. You know it's time to ride.
I know you like my style. See I've noticed for a while. Caught you looking at me one too many times. If you like what you see. Why don't you come talk to me.
Theres no such thing as a harmless joke. and no such thing as a gentle toke. theres no such thing as Panama Jack. Whos got the crack?. . whooooos got the crack...
Shoop shoop, shoop delang a lang. Shoop shoop, shoop delang a lang. Shoop shoop, shoop delang a lang. Shoop shoop, shoop delang a lang. Shoop shoop, shoop delang a lang.
Please don't get me wrong. See I forgive you in a song. Will call the likely lads. But, if it's left to you. I know exactly what you'd do. With all the dreams we had.
What a waster, what a fucking waster. You pissed it all up the wall. Round the corner where they chased her. There's tears coming out from everywhere.