I got a woman. She rules my house with an iron fist. I got a woman. She rules my house with an iron fist. She screams out Jack The Ripper. Every time I try to give that girl a kiss.
you make me feel unreal. you're hallucinatory. i'm insatiable. you make me nauseous and hot. you're inflammatory. i'm inflammable. . i don't want another love match.
Even though Christmas night. Is coming i can't feel fine. Everywhere it's full of lights. Reminding me the best December. And the weeks we spent together.
They Came From Her Fragile Side. With Imaginary Knives. And A Missing Moment Waiting. For The Next Completed Line. . She Died From Lack Of Sleep. And A Case Of Missing Dreams.
Kiss Away My Fear !!. . Can't Sleep, Get No Relief,. I Really Miss All The Things That I Need.. I Feel Inside Out,. Do You Know What I Was Dreaming About ?.
it's almost Christmas. . when I take off my makeup I look old and defeated, I'm not so dangerous. cry in to my Christmas cake. starin' holes into me, all night.
Pretty girl's on TV screens. Centerfolds in magazines. Movie stars and video. See the nightly nudie show. 1-800-S-E-X. Porn line of triple X. Credit cards or check by phone.
(C.Gray). . You walk all over anyone who dares to be a friend,. Scream and yell because you deem them unenlightened,. High upon your horse you preach and preach and preach,.
Welcome to the Quarashi game here I am. The no name. Yeah the same boy who doesn't need a frame. I'm surrounded by foes and anything goes. So I gotta be like Tony Montana on his toes.
oly, oly, oly, is just a pig opera when you're landing in your helicopter.. your recent making me feel indecent.. i've got a tongue in my mouth.. i'd like to use it..
Xiola!. Follows the colors in my arm. She stays calm. Xiola!. Hits me as she braids my brain. With acid rain. But wouldn't you know. You can never go backwards again, no.
Got to wipe my feet off, now. Got to kick the shoes. There's a lot of empties on the ground. Got to fill some new ones. I know some day they're gonna.
Hey, the Christmas curtain falls. On lawbreakers that pave the way. For thoughtless folks like me and J who'd pay. But can't afford the finer things in life so we heist them all.
She's the flutter in my heart, the springs in my step. My empty head sees the lump form in my throat. The view in my mind's eye. My empty heart, heart, heart, heart, heart.
I just can't believe this. I just can't believe this. I just can't believe this. I just can't believe this. . I just can't believe this. I just can't believe this.
I see a million walk the city mile. The ticker tape kings and the juveniles. Will anybody tell me which way to go. Will anybody come back on the C.B. radio.