Cuando ya no sirven las palabras. Cundo se ha rajado la ilusin. me emborracho con whisky barato. a ver si me escuece el corazn. . Quiero ser tan duro como el hierro.
When you're down to the last skin and the. limelight splutters,. to darkness in the death of a zippo (tm).. At the backstage door the last fan has long.
Where do we go from here?. . They're boarding up the synagogues, uzis on a street corner. You can't take a photograph of uzis on a street corner. The dj resigned today, they wouldn't let him have his say.
There is no mystery for what I try to be. A reason for the things I do. I try to tell you what is really false or real but. You act as if you have no clue.
When I hit the streets back in '81. Found a heart in the gutter and a poet's crown. I felt barbed wire kisses and icicle tears. Where have I been for all these years?.
Pussycat !. . Que pasa pussycat ?. What's new pussycat ?. What's new pussycat ?. . Pussycat, pussycat. I've got flowers. And lot of hours. To spend with you.
--- "Whiplash" Taken from the Fish Single "A Gentleman's Excuse Me" ---. Hang a left, turn a right, we're driving through the night. We're on the road with Fred.
I was thinking about thinking. About thinking about thinking. I was thinking. Contemplating situations. And the visions blew my mind. . In the gutter I was crawling.
When the taxis gather in mock Solemnity. Funeral hearses court the death of virginity. Was it paradise lost or paradise found?. Did we gain respect or were we holding ground?.
On promenades where drunks propose to lonely arcade mannequins. Where ceremonies pause at the jeweller's shop display. Feigning casual silence in strained romantic interludes.
Got those aches and pains in your behind. But it's in your head where you will find. You must strap on your safety belt. And shield your fender. In case they try to rear your end.
You find your way to write your song. And come what may. I hope you find friends with whom you belong. I said, I hope you find friends with whom you belong.
It's hard for you seeing things the way you do. When you gave up that way I knew. You might get hurt again. . I ran when the police tried to contact me.
Out of luck they told me today. I never thought they would dispose of me. Out of the blue they told me the news. I took my calm and my patience. and I told them what to do.
I make faces, I make faces. But I can't get into your window. I make wax dolls, I stick pins in. To the most exciting places. . Oh, you're so aluminium.
-------------------------------------------------. It's candied apples and ponies with dapples. you can ride all day!. It's girls with pimples. And cripples with dimples.
----------------------------------. We're bringing the war back home. Where it ought to have been before!. We'll kill all the bees. And spiders and flies.
I've been a wild rover for many a year. I've spent all my money on whiskey and beer. And now I've returned with gold in great store. And I never will play the Wild Rover no more.
Your indecency is now exposed. a cheap shot at fame is all you have left to show. your words still haunt me. I'm a ghost to this world. I can't honour this life we try to rebuild.