That's what you get for lovin' me. That's what you get for lovin' me. Everything you had is gone, as you can see. That's what you get for lovin' me. .
The baby crawls, the baby growls, to all concerned in fits and snarls.. The baby burns, unbridled thoughts, to rise again above it all.. . Yeah bow down to the dog society..
I'll walk in the rain by your side. I'll cling to the warmth of your tiny hand. I'll do anything to help you understand. I'll love you more than anybody can.
It's by far the hardest thing I've ever done. To be so in love with you and so alone. . Follow me where I go, what I do, and who I know. Make it part of you, to be a part of me.
I'm gonna' tell you a lil' story now, about unrequited love .. ... . There must be something better, there must be something more,. there must be some good reason for loving you therefore ...
When first I came to Louisville, my fortune there to find. I met a fair young maiden there, her beauty filled my mind. Her rosy cheek, her ruby lips, they gave my heart no rest.
You're a child molester from down town.. Get little kids and pull their pants down.. Put plastic bags upon their heads.. Suffocate them until they're dead..
The way to my father's house when I was just a boy. Lay through fields of innocence near bubbling springs of joy. And when I'd lay me down to sleep. I'd pray the lord my soul to keep.
You really haven't got a clue, you sit and watch your house burn down.. We don't need you to hang around, waiting for a break to make the same mistake..
They build bombs and aim their pistols in the shadow of the cross. And they swear an oath of vengeance to the martyrs they have lost. But they pray for peace on Sundays with a rosary in each hand.
We're busy doing nothing, working all day through,. we're trying to find lots of things not to do.. We're busy going nowhere, isn't it such a crime ?.
Every flower's reachin' for the sun. Every petal opens when the day has just begun. Even in the city where they grow up through the street. Every blossom needs the sunshine to makes it's life complete..
(spoken). Erika with the windy yellow hair. Dancing through the day or moping by the stair. My joy to know my erika with the windy yellow hair. . Yesterday I met her running home from school.
Folks round here still remember him well, there's many a man with a story to tell.. Cos' that man Trapper and the things he did, made you forget about Billy the Kid..
There's a sunny little country south of Mexico. Where the winds are gentle and the waters flow. But breezes aren't the only things that blow. In El Salvador.
In the early morning rain. With a dollar in my hand. And an aching in my heart. And my pockets full of sand. . Im a long way from home. And I missed my loved one so.
Folks round here still remember him well, there's many a man with a story to tell.. Cos' that man Trapper and the things he did, made you forget about Billy the Kid..
In the early mornin' rain with a dollar in my hand. And an aching in my heart and my pockets full of sand. I'm a long way from home and I miss my loved one so.
I am here but where is she ? We were supposed to meet at three.. Now I'm soaking wet from the pouring rain, it looks like I've been blown out again.. .
Well early in the morning, about the break of day,. I ask the Lord, "Help me find the way!". Help me find the way to the promised land. This lonely body needs a helping hand.