I wanna be there:. Hey hey hey, hey hey hey. ooo. The miles that lye between us,. Are heavy on my mind,. I need you here beside me,. Holding your body, next to mine..
Oh, I was really very small,. When all that is sanity went up against the wall.. Oh, and before I could fall on my face.. A carnival was starting up and stirring up the place..
The room we're in's the only friend this evening.. If I wasn't in here I'd be leaving.. It's a room for viewing and a stage for dance.. So a dollar can buy cheap romance,.
I asked her to stay here with me a while. Oh, she said no. These words mean nothing, these thoughts won't fly. Oh, she said no. . And where would this lead us to anyway?.
Well, I mighta been born just poor white trash. But I sold a million records, made a little cash. The doctors and the lawyers don't think it's funny. That they're living next door to white trash with money.
I remember waking in the morning. To the sound of the rooster's crow. Mamma cooking in the kitchen. Arthur Godfrey on the radio. . Me and Dad were just like strangers.
I remember waking in the morning. To the sound of the rooster's crow. Mamma cooking in the kitchen. Arthur Godfrey on the radio. . Me and Dad were just like strangers.
It's a busy day, I'm a busy man. Gotta hectic schedule and my whole week's planned. People say I'm hard to reach. But she knows how to get hold of me.
He said, Hi, my name is Timmy and I'm pushin' five years old. I can count to this many, then I'll have to use my toes. I sure am glad to meet ya. Let me show you stuff that only big boys know.
I've reached the point now where I'm not proud. Of too many lovers that I've never loved. And I've never questioned those empty days. Until I met the woman that made me wanna say.
too many things that could go wrong. you know we both were far too young. and everything can't make such perfect sense. I see myself in you today. I gotta find my own way now.
I came with the moonlight. I spread with the winds. I'm future and faint past. I'm ashes and dust. Hush, don't you cry. Moonchild, free your soul. I'l tell you how.
I've always done what's right for me. I never asked for sympathy, compassion. I've always offered what it takes. To fit the frame my mirror makes. . I always thought, I had the key.
[Music: Tore Ostby]. [Lyrics: Dag Ostby]. . Out from the dark. To the freedom. No more retreat. Cancellation. . Marching towards. Fiery Landscape. Leaving behind.
Follow you down on this warm night. Down to a certain color. Although I'll make sure we fall on safe ground. I wouldn't lay your faith in my hands. . Snare me well with all your charms.
Mmmh. . I'm a funky man. I'm a funky man!. . What is your name?. It's so refreshing you don't look plastic. That's nice to say, I bet you think I look so fantastic.
[nows our chance to get em..yeah.... Fuck Tim Dog, cause the boy aint shit.... Fuck Tim Dog, Fuck you Bitch!. Fuck Tim Dog, in the biker shorts.... Cause the boy aint shit...I'm a fuck you up....
Just like a prisoner, because I'm brown with some black skin. A fugitive, running cause I just won't give in. And its hard when it's black on black. Gotta blast another brother trying to scheme on my stack.
i'm warning anyone. i'm warning you. i'm warning anyone. anyone ready to lose. whoa.... i'm feeling loaded. with an early grave. i took a dead end street.
Said it all along, we'll be dead and gone. It's closer than you read, so batter up, kid-. Everything, everything is caving in. . Oh oh oh oh ahh ha. Oh oh oh oh ahh ha.