What's in the way, who's standing there?. Behind every gun, every last look of dispair. Well bring me a mirror and I'll show you his face. Give him sone peace and he feels out of place..
(I don't have to tell you things are bad,. Everyone knows it; it's a depression.. Crowds are running wild in the streets,. But nobody anywhere seems to know.
What a beautiful day (hey hey). I'm the king of all time. And nothing is impossible. In my all powerful mind. It was the fifth of November, when time it went back.
Have you seen an ocean. Deep and wide. Have you been an island. Lost inside. Have you ever walked the streets. In black and white. But you're in colour.
Half an hour is gone and here we belong. Living it so it can't be wrong. 'cause I was born the wrong way round. Growing up while coming down. But I didn't even know this.
Been sitting in silence, safe inside four walls. Trying to remember the moment when we changed the rules. Do you take to your bed or do you take the cure?.
You taste a drink in your hometown. you smile for the things you've known. that's when you were playing games. you couldn't hope to play today. . Dare you look to the future.
Here she comes, the great leveller. King and serfs bow before her. If you feel her eyes on you - run. She'll come and put her arms around you. You lie and say she hasn't found you.
There's a man on the mountain. Who hides himself away. A voice on the wind there. Is telling him to stay. . He knows on the outside. The world has looked away.
I never thought I'd see the day. When you became what you've become. It's easy now just to look away. And leave your conscience on the run. Spend so much time not looking for answers.
Burning searing sun. soft through the skin. bring your grace down here. tearing past the grey shadows of today. stroke away the fear. . cold and steaming moon.
The NATO bombs were like sleeping pills. When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis. I took enough to make me ill. When I smoked the weed that killed Elvis.
I met you in eight two, over a crate of beer and not a few. I cracked a can and so did you, we're going to change the world. The ghetto kings of downside town-the estates and parks of our hallowed ground.
Well, it's headlights and white lights and Black Tar Rivers. Theyre dragging me around this country as it withers. The billboards, signposts, standing in the way.
The life that I have chosen. And there will be content. And the salt sea shall be frozen. Before that I repent. . Repent I shall not ever. Until the day I die.
There isn't much to gain. By living it all the same way. The years just slip away. And it's too late then to play. . If you live from day to day. You can play the game your own way.
I spy with my little eye, the sun shining brightly. The clouds rolling by the last days of winter. Now seem so far away and everything looks green. When it used to be gray and I've watched the change.
Do you ever stop to think from time to time. 'Bout the way the world's been left behind. In another place, in another time. We could maybe change the way we think.
Do you wake up every day in a world that seems crazy. A world you love to hate?. Are you scared or do you feel pretty safe?. Do you think you have nothing or do you think you've got it made?.
The bar was dark and quiet and still. And nothing could be heard, the dust lay undisturbed. At a table near the back, underneath a fan. Two men shared a joke about the normal folk.