LIFE OF STRIFE (DRUMS MIX). VERSE 1. SAY LIFE IS NOT A BED OF ROSES. YOU GOTTA TRY HARD IF YOU'RE GONNA MAKE IT. PUSH ON THROUGH BEFORE THE DOOR CLOSES.
VERSE 1. SAY LIFE IS NOT A BED OF ROSES. YOU GOTTA TRY HARD IF YOU'RE GONNA MAKE IT. PUSH ON THROUGH BEFORE THE DOOR CLOSES. FOR IT AIN'T WIDE ENOUGH CAUSE A LOT OF PEOPLE KNOW IT.
LIFE IS A BITCH (WE ALL DON'T GET RICH). . VERSE 1. . BORN ON THE FOURTH OF JULY. GENERATION Y. HE FEELS MUCH PAIN. HE SNIFFS COCAINE. LISTENS TO KURT COBAIN.
JUST A DREAM. VERSE 1. LIFE IS A FAIRY TALE. IT'S NOT WHAT WE THINK IT IS. WE ARE ALL WAITING. FOR THE REVEALING. . WE DON'T REALLY REASON. WE ARE ALL DREAMING.
VERSE 1. . THE PHYSICAL EXPRESSION OF YOUR BEAUTY. IS LIKE A DREAM COME TRUE TO MY MIND. AND I SEE YOU GOT A BIG FAT BOOTY. AND THAT MAKES ME. WANNA GO DOWN SOUTH.
I AM A LONELY MAN. . VERSE 1. . SITUATIONS IN THIS LIFE OF MINE. ITS JUST AS IF I AM NEVER SANE. AND THERE IS SO MUCH. THAT I DO NOT KNOW. HOW CAN I BECOME A SAINT.
VERSE 1. . I OFTEN GO ON THE MAPLE TREE. TO FIND MYSELF SERENITY. I OPEN UP AND GROW TO BE. THE VERY MAN OF DESTINY. . VERSE 2. . I'M HOLDING TO THIS VERY THOUGHT.
VERSE 1. . IT WAS SUMMER TIME NINETY-TWO. AND A PRETTY GIRL CAME MY WAY. AND THERE WAS SOMETHING ABOUT THIS BOO. AND BOY MY SOUL SHE SWAYED. SHE HAS STYLE LIKE A RUNWAY MODEL.
VERSE 1. . I MET YOU ON A PLANE. ON MY WAY TO NEW YORK. AND I COULDN'T REALLY EXPLAIN. MY GOOD LUCK. FOR I SEE YOU AS AN ANGEL. SENT TO ME. ONLY YOU DON'T KNOW.
dont do too much before the show, there's so much no one needs to know, so many heavy hands to shake, smiles that flash fast tend to be fake, and the lines of time in dressing rooms, pills to ward off blacks and blues, chances pass don't hesitate a dripping tap becomes a lake, there watching close so don't make no mistakes..
Smooth stones have fallen once more out a sky night like rain. I'm outside on the front lawn, getting beaten black and blue again. Lookin' back now I always preferred child my enemies to my friends.
called a friend the other day. to see what kind of words he'd say. he said, "I just met a man down here and his girlfriend don't like you". So give me a number, her address.
The wicked king of clubs awoke. it was to his queen turned. his lips were laughing as they spoke. his eyes like bullets burned. the sun's upon a gambling day.
Got a problem here or am I mistaken. The Lord's gone to sleep and the Devil is forsaken. Got a problem here just as heavy as stone. Look what we done here on our own. Well.
Do ever wonder why we play these games?. Cause I always have to be somebody to blame.. Don't like walking along the edge of this knife. Some things are so bad that you got to do em twice.
Old friend, comrade of mine. Once again you're on my mind. There's always a place, there's always a time. To think of days gone by. . We spent too long apart.
John Gilbert is a boat. Di-dee o, di-dee o. John Gilbert is a boat. Di-dee o. Runnin' in the Cincinnati trade. . You see that boat a-comin'. Comin' 'round the bend.
A is for altar where we go astray. B for the bills that begin the next day. C for the cuffs and the collars of shirts. D is for dishes and dusting and dirt.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh, oh. . You walk in the room and all the girls talk. I guess you get used to most of them. Falling down at your feet. . 'Cause you got the charm and the definite down.
It keeps raining down this tear stained face. Of this lonely town and I drowned. And I keep reaching for one good reason. Why you said goodbye and turned around.