Perfumed and smoky. She swears that she knows me. She's falling down drunk again. I say she's mistaken. She's visibly shaken. Emotions all drowned in gin.
It's time to get out of this town. There's no more fun to be found. I'm rolling thunder with the top down. It's time to get out, get out, get out. . Crescent City high-life.
Well this life's stretched out before me. The highway shimmering with stars. The knowing glances of the runaways. That never made it this far. . I can't believe she said that we can work it out.
Hey Tink it's me Peter, I know it's been a long, long time. I hope you and the lost boys are doing just as fine. As that time we showed that Captain Hook and Smee a thing or two.
Well I don't drive a fast car. You know it just ain't my style. And I don't give a damn about that. You know it ain't worth my while. . And I've been known to run around.
Well I'm watching the dragons. As they make another claim. He used to be a friend of mine,. I called him by his name. . Well there's nothing you can say.
Just do your thing. If it makes you feel better. Go on and sing. If it makes you feel better. Shufflin' feet. Snuck up on me now. This young man's lost his way.
Seven million years of progress handed down on silver wings. Of gossamer and protein still we haven't learned a thing. Are we caught up in our anger, locked up in our rage.
The smile on your face could sacrifice salvation. As the winter sunshine fades to bring you down. A fumble in the dark, it's a journey on the night train.
After the big parade, when all the limelight fades. I'll be the one to kiss your eyes. The roar fades in the air like hope from a lover's prayer. The light from my heart begins to rise.
Pacing gently, summer wind. The king stares softly to the sky. Will he ever see his home again. Deep from his heart he starts to cry. . As his songs hit the air and young hearts are awake.
Welcome back to earth my fine young lucky southern son. How was your trip to outer-space it sure did look like fun. You seem somewhat puzzled like you just can't readjust.
Listen everybody, especially you girls. Is it right to be left alone. While the one you love is never home?. . Well, I love too hard. All my friends sometimes say.
Showed up in a sleeve of tattoos. High definition broadcast of attitude. It's like she wants me to know she's got nothing left to lose. Me too. Little bag of junk gets her high.
A born killer. Bitter and twisted. Taking it out. On your mother and sister. White lie. I've been a bad boy. Does anyone know the way. Out of the freak show.
Sweet love is keeping a very close score. She's cheated death more than one time. The tears roll down her face and on to the floor. The psychic's been reading her mind.
Well I'm falling over backwards and I'm drowning in my sleep,. . I can't feel the ground, there's only sky beneath my feet,. In a television moment I come crashing to the ground,.
Another beautiful morning under stars and bars. And F series pickups and rusted out cars. And they're eating breakfast at the strip bar. Just to have a peek?.
Well sweetness, I love it when you wrap me up. I'm a drowning man for the third time. Twenty-one gun salute in your flag of mercy. Preparing my body for a burial at sea.
Rubber on my tires making contact with the road. Sign on the street post tells me which way I should go. Riding down America Street funny that it's one way.