Everyone seems so certain. Everyone knows who they are. Everyone's got a mother and a father. They all seem so sure they're going far. They all got more friends than they can use.
You feel like Steve McQueen. when you're driving in your car. and you think you look like James Bond. when you're smoking your cigar. it's so bizarre you think you are.
Motorcycle Mama why did you leave and where did you go. Motorcycle Mama I've been looking everywhere for you. I remember in '65 when Jimi Hendrix was still alive.
Maybe that I am blind. maybe that I won't find. The signs within my mind. maybe that I am blind. Maybe that I am blind. maybe that I won't find. The signs within my mind.
The silent sky. Descending around you at night. Ten trillion stars ablaze. In totally quiet light.. No time to cry. You've got to get ready to fight..
Look out. Somehow.. We're on their radar now.. They've got their sights. Trained on us day and night.. We're under attack.. We've got to watch our back..
Time stands still. Watching you dance for me. The shiny thrill. Of your PVC. We meet eyes. And signal with secret smiles. Though you're nearby. It can feel like miles.
We can pass through. Invisible to all that. Entangles us.. We have to choose. Between the safe and Ultimately dangerous.. Some believe in destiny. But that is not for me..
Hear the Quiet. I strain my ears to hear the quiet. 'Cause that's where. The answer lies.. If you can't understand. The meaning of my silence. Then how can you.
I ride with the tide surrounding me. A half hunter, half hunted destiny.. Running silent. Running deep beneath the waves. On the sea floor below. The coral conceals the graves.
It's been so long. Since she dropped the bomb. The after shocks. Have begun to calm.. They-say time heals all wounds. And rebuild from the ruins. That's what I'm doing.
My Tears Fall. Your name, cuts like. A knife in me.. I bleed, just like. The Red Sea.. Your voice, rings in. My memory.. I weep, just like. A willow tree..
These are the scars I've made.. These are the scars that made me.. These are the shapes I drew.. These are the shapes that drew me.. I see the way you stare at me.
It's clear to see. You're no longer free.. Technology. Makes no apology.. You traded your name. For the handle you became.. It's only a game. But it plays you the same..
Dream dream dream warriors. . We on the nighlife under the spotlight. Here, it the highlight warriors. Under the moonlight we light up the night sky Dancing til daylight warriors.
Welcome to the USA ,we're still number one. but we're waiting to explode just like a loaded gun. land of the free, home of the brave. but every other child ends up in an early grave.
I hear voices in my mind, voices from the past that always. seem to find, seem to find thier way, way into my head, whispering to. me what other people said, said to me, I try to ignore, ignore what they.
I like to color with my crayons. I like to play with bloody tampons. I like to play with my G I Joes. I am always pimpin the hoes. Barney is my favorite show.
You can keep a good man down. if he won't stand up and fight. it's time to wake up. it's time to see the light. equality doesn't exist. it's just an ideal in the mind.