where are my friends tonight. who's looking out for me. i don't mind drinking by myself. i don't wanna be alone again. . where are my friends tonight.
They're looking for a cure for your problem,. but the money isn't the solution.. The money is in the medicine sold.. While they're working for a drug free world.
City to city we travel in vans from. The east to the west coast. To places abandoned. We'll stalk through a small town. For traitors and strangers. The road is not salted.
Wake up and grab your bags.. California's burning to the ground.. Wake up and grab your things.. You and I are leaving Los Angeles.. . They'll try to hold you down, they'll try to pull me down,.
The boy with the thorn in his side. Behind the hatred there lies. A murderous desire for love. How can they look into my eyes. And still they don't believe me?.
The boy with the thorn in his side. Behind the hatred there lies. A murderous desire for love. How can they look into my eyes. And still they don't believe me?.
The road to hell was paved with good intentions. That's the path that brought me here. You sell your soul for roles you take. And then you have to look into the mirror.
Park the car at the side of the road. You should know. Time's tide will smother you. And I will too. When you laugh about people who feel so very lonely.
H was a sweet and tender hooligan, hooligan. He said that he'd never, never do it again. And of course he won't, oh, not until the next time. . He was a sweet and tender hooligan, hooligan.
Winter's almost gone,. Oh how I've waited so long. For summer nights.. When there's magic in the air. And I don't have a care,. All that matters to me.
Over the moor, take me to the moor. Dig a shallow grave and I'll lay me down. Over the moor, take me to the moor. Dig a shallow grave and I'll lay me down.
On the high-rise estate. What's at the back of your mind?. On a three-day debate, on the high-rise estate. What's at the back of your mind?. . Two icy cold hands conducting the way.
On the high-rise estate. What's at the back of your mind?. On a three-day debate, on the high-rise estate. What's at the back of your mind?. . Two icy cold hands conducting the way.
Stop me, oh, oh-o, stop me. Stop me if you think. That you've heard this one before. . Stop me, oh, oh-o, stop me. Stop me if you think. That you've heard this one before.
I decree today that life is simply taking and not giving. England is mine, it owes me a living. But ask me why, and I'll spit in your eye. Oh, ask me why, and I'll spit in your eye.
From the ice-age to the dole-age. There is but one concern. I have just discovered :. . Some girls are bigger than others. Some girls are bigger than others.
Learn to love me. Assemble the ways. Now, today, tomorrow and always. My only weakness is a list of crime. My only weakness is well, never mind, never mind.
Is it wrong to want to live on your own?. No, it's not wrong, but I must know. How can someone so young. Sing words so sad?. . Sheila take a, Sheila take a bow.
Young bones groan, and the rocks below say. "Throw your skinny body down, son". . But I'm going to meet the one I love. So please don't stand in my way.