The Affiliates

If it wasn't for the windows, my eyes would go to shit.. If it wasn't for the time I killed today, working for network affiliates.... If it wasn't for the winners, I wouldnt want to quit..

Sex Is Philosophy

Sex is philosophy, philosophy is sex. Porno Video. Sex Sex x is Politics, politics is Sex. Porno Video. . The wheels are turning, everything is fine. Her mouth is open end every moan is mine.

Throw In The Towel

You really messed yourself up this time. You got yourself right back into a bind,. into a tie that binds. I telling you now you might want another. youl be happier off without her.

That's So Franco

What's with tonight?. Inspiration says to "write a song about tonight.". Maybe a sound about abusers, a song about a loser,. a song about lie.. Should I sell it?.

The Waiting Hurt

Waiting here watching VH1. Counting Crows is playing "Round Here". And I'm not having fun. Because you're not here with me. three more years- six more days to go.

Self Pity

Nobody lows me. Like I do. Nobody loves me. Like I do. . Self pity. . I can't do anything. What can I. do? I can't do anything. What. can I do?. . Self pity.

The Bridge

There she went she took the walk of life.... the walk of death her life was hard she painted. herself in a corner now she can't get out the. bridge is near and death is just a step away.

Risk Management

"Who said, anybody likes you? You'll find out.". Opened minded with an open mouth.. My throat got tired when the dirt went down.. "Who said, anybody likes you? You'll find out.".

Sunday At 6:00 P.m.

I don't know why. Depression it comes and goes. (throughout my whole life. it's something that I've known). Familiar to me like a recurring dream. One happy moment.

Ride The Flume

If I could travel back in time. I'd go to 1899. High in the Sierra Hills. And ride the lumber down the Sanger flume. . The flume. Ride the flume. Ride the flume.

Peace On Mars, Cause You Ain't Gonna Get It Here

Rich Guns

I hear the rich guns go pop pop, Arriba!. All this noise has got to stop, Arriba!. All those burns who have no cash, they're lazy!. And if they think they're getting ours, they're crazy!.

Stay

Another day you're not with me. We can always be together in our dreams. So I'll await for you tomorrow. And think of al the good times. And the places we will go.

Opinions & Assholes

How can I make this a metaphor for how you spit on this,. For how you make me feel. Your 'sorry' gives as much as 'sorry' gets.. The riff is in. The riff is out again. I can't allow its taking me over..

Revenge

you've spread your wings and learned to fly. you've tried and tried and now you've succeeded. weil, that's too bad, that's too bad, that's too bad. i'm alive, that's too bad, that's too bad.

Space Age Love Song

[written by Flock Of Seagulls]. . I saw your eyes,. And you made me smile;. For a little while. I was falling in love.. I saw your eyes,. And you touched my mind..

Oh, There's Legwork

I don't belong, singing these anthems. This fever is cunning. Deadly, it's running straight for the exit, detoured through my veins. Telling me to "Get the Fuck OUt". I don't recall how it all started. I tripped on a bass line. Now my guitar screams loud about living, loud about love, loud about loathing myself. When all is said and done. When all we've said, we've done..

Remember

I recall at the end of it all. You were on your knees and I was standing tall. But is my memory deceiving me?. Was I hanging there while you prayed for me?.

Somewhere

Somewhere inside there is a place that feels. There is a place with no ideals. And somewhere inside there is a man that knows. That there is hope for a crying world.

Red On Red

Red on red. You make me. Not what was or could be. Not below or above. It's you that i love. Red on red. Now take me. Into the fat to fry. Now who, what or why.