I picture the rain on windows. and I think of home.. I wonder if you remember. did you ever know ?. . Walshie. Walshie. . Walshie. Walshie. . Walshie.
A well a everybody's heard about the bird. B-b-b bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word. A well a bird, bird, bird, the bird is the word. A well a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word.
when i's confuse with my way. i had no plan to go. all of my word i had say. but she was saying let it flow. . so i got the classic bar. with blues and crunchy sound.
If you got heart, put It in the air. If y'all got love put it in the air.. If you got garlic breath stay away from me, other wise- declare your love fo eh..
Strike some medals, don't make a fuss. Forget about the two of us. We're off to war. . Doesn't matter if you agree. You're here to kill, you see. We're off to war.
Vilification of what you said. Now all the roses are almost dead. Vilification of time's gone by. Well, it's funny how we sometimes cry. . One day we'll wake up.
And you with your insufferable power. Breaking hearts by the hour. We die with the flowers. . And you, a poisonous shower. That breaks as we cower. We die with the flowers.
When they pulled me from the wreckage. I asked three things to be explained. Is it raining, is it pouring?. And will I feel much pain?. . Everyone was so nice to me.
Skinheads have all gone. England's bastard sons. Pissed on all those years. I guess nothing matches tears. . Nothing matches. Nothing matches. . You wore your Union Jack.
Well, you've always got schoolbooks. You've always got toys. You never go hungry like. Some of the boys. But something is not quite right. It's not what it seems.
Valium glances beneath plastic flowers. Heathens and sinners and men of the hour. In massage parlors on bended knees. You always wanted to please in Sodsville.
Desire and despair and decadence. All wrapped up in providence. Your misery which you let bleed. Your sense of sentiment. . You climb the stairs and have no cares.
Vomit stains, mixed with blood. Someone, somewhere is in love. Repulsion, repulsion. . Epileptics foaming mouth. Mental sickness burns you out. Repulsion, repulsion.
Don't you know. You can't re-write. Your own history. Cigarette barbie. . Your love is like a city I've visited. Your love is like a city that burnt me good.
Sitting there in your cell. With your anguish and your hell. And no cure, no cure for you. When you're prison house blue. . Four walls on which you stare.
a hooker with a heart of gold. a cheap date that can't be sold. won't send you to an early grave. . but Jesus looked down and said "son,. i know a doubter when i see one,.
Sweetest word I ever knew. Shooting into the avenues of our hearts, our hearts. . The sweetest word I ever knew. Shooting into sky of blue and our hearts, our hearts.
Now don't you believe me. Oh, can't you see I'm full of lies. Oh, something, oh, something once pure. . I came to the city. To build a mountain of envy.
You were seventeen. Pretty in the head. Sent in some photographs. This is what they said. . Open your legs. Open your legs. . You wanna be a model. And this could be a start.