This is the wild west, yeah. All this sex, pain, tears, joy, the universal language,. This is music, are you tuning in?. Are you tuning in?. . I'm sharper than a Leica lens,.
I've been bitten,. Lord, I've been stung.. Well I was cornered,. And I was almost hung.. . Well, I sure made a getaway,. And I'm, almost back on my stompin' ground..
Well I'd know my dog. Anywhere hear him bark. Well I know my rider, if I see her in the dark. Ain't it cold for your mother. When you don't say that you love me?.
Born on the wrong side of time. Even your best friend. Is ready to watch you die. . You don't want to live on the street. So you've got to sweat till you're dead.
We pick up the story from the badlands of L.A.. All the way to T.J.. Boy, we had a price on our heads. He's rockin' and a-reelin'. With a whole lot of feelin'.
Through the air. I love that sound. I played all the notes. All through the time. Try, mama, tell her. Play it like a summer. . Run your back to midnight.
1-2-3. Don't give me that old one-two. 1-2-3-4. Don't give me that old one-two. 1-2-3-4. Don't give me that old one-two. I've heard it before. Don't give me that old one-two.
Blue Monday, how I hate blue Monday. Got me workin' like a dog all day. Here comes Tuesday, oh hard Tuesday. I'm so tired, I've got no time to play. Look out Wednesday I'm beat to my bone.
Can't believe what you hear. Don't believe what you read. Hard to see what you need these days. Can't believe that it's true. You know we had so much to do.
This ain't no tragedy, this ain't no addiction. This ain't no comedy, this ain't no fiction. But baby you make me laugh. And baby you make me cry. I don't mind either way.
I'll never let you see. The way my broken heart is hurting me. I've got my pride and I know how to hide. All the sorrow and pain. I'll do my crying in the rain.
This town's been raining for too long. For me to find my way to you. You see me everywhere. I see you in my boots. And in my hair and in my pair. For you is such that we could.
They say the working class is dead, we're all consumers now. They say that we have moved ahead, we're all just people now. There's people doing 'frightfully well' there's others on the shelf.
GOCCIA (Cristina Donà , Manuel Agnelli). . Specchio di pioggia e asfalto. Ci naviga dentro il cielo. Grigio bianco. Acqua e cielo. . ma tu sei una goccia che non cade.
At last I am free. I can hardly see in front of me. I can hardly see in front of me. At last I am free. I can hardly see in front of me. I can hardly see in front of me.
With a burning candle,. A book of holy things,. They'll throw you up against the wall;. Bind your hands with string.. Caught in the sudden shower,. Our host of heavenly Kings,.
I like to be real cool. Say it doesn't bother me. But every night she is out, walking' the streets. And I worry. . She can lead her live the way that she wants.
Nobody's fault but mine [Repeat: x 2]. Trying to save my soul tonight. It's nobody's fault but mine. . Devil he told me to roll [Repeat: x 2]. How to roll the log tonight.
There's been some hard feelings here. About some words that were said. There's been some hard feelings here. And what is more. There's been a bloody purple nose.
Ain't got the change of a nickel. Ain't got no bounce in my shoes. Ain't got no fancy to tickle. . I ain't got nothing but the blues. Ain't got no coffee that's perking.