The streets are all violent. With murderous excitement. The hunter and the prey. Are dancing everyday. . That waltzing gibberish. Where intake becomes outlandish.
Such derision when you fled. They bruised your lank shins while you were down. Some kicked the crutches from under your arms. You are one sorry story, a lost cause from conceivement.
You were one step behind. In that dismal school of mine. Needle and percocet. Instead of books on student's desks. . But we were so.. charming. The future was.. alarming.
Lost in that little space of time, busy looking for my feelings, submerged under the idea of your useless existence fraudulent, castaway from the truth ....
Have you ever gone to sleep with Marilyn. And you woke up fuckin' late at night. And you thought about it the time you spent in Oregon. And you told about it the story I heard a thousand times before.
Even though you are a manic depressive. Even if you are a serious epileptic. Granted that you are a hemophiliac. I'm never going to forsake you no never.
I'm really really excited. I'm sure you'll have a good time. Lookin' for the party next to me. If you know any good place. You've got to tell me something.
Like a tiger in the darkness. We're always be alone. Never meant for you to be my friend. This is what we suppose to be (oh yeah). What are you gonna do tomorrow?.
When I'm alone/I see the ghosts/. They are lost/No place to stay/. The wind blows to turn off the light. of the fire from the torch/. Turn on the radio/I hear the voice of stereo/.
Mmm, a message to all my friends. Mmm, I've fallen down again. . Please send help. Please send your horses and your men. Please send your very best doctors.
Everytime when I meet you. You were in that fancy dress. Already had a square meal. I was just disappointed in my first love affair. I wanna say thank you for being there.
Driving into Santa Fe. Dreaming of the day I'll make it mine. That day is coming. . Ani DiFranco on the tape player. Thinking of the things I'd say to her if I could.
The strain always follows me. Like a cloudy shadow. 100 miles I try to escape from the shadow. But the shadow stays behind my back. In the strain I could control myself.
We sat around the table and drank a bottle of wine. And it poured around us like a moat till no one could get us, and I was fine. And I said, "Haven't I paid my dues by now, haven't I paid my dues by now.
OK! My girl! I'm gonna drive my car to see you there. Don't go so far. It's not so easy for me to find you. Every single stuff on the earth. Looks so happy yeah really happy.
We're all standing up on the street. and walking every day. I'm gonna jump in a crowd to see. what I can do right now. I don't fit in society. (I don't care, I don't care).
A rock star Billy left the town. Punk rock kids, nowhere to go. No stop crime, every Saturday night. Punk rock city, here we come. We are Nicotine from Chiba.
We dear are all wooden dolls. Plastic hair on my head keeps me small.. These matters take more than just a song to see them,. We've got our own souls even if we're buried beneath them,.
On the freeway. I try to get it all. Nobody can be. In the way. At the station. I can be evil. All can be passive. To my way. . I'm a predator. It's my destiny.