The moon is old, all dusty craters. Fear and panic, orbit Mars. Saturn's dark side rings. Are just plain beautiful. . Back on earth you're waking up soon.
There's a star at the edge of the field where we kiss. Where I hold you and tell you I love you. And that star shine's its light. Through this young boy's window every night.
You'll never hear this song, you'll never see the movie in my head. But you infest my sleep and your figure creeps. Through my walls and hums above my bed.
Hello, my name is Your TV. We've been together so long. So many memories. We solved so many problems. . Situated comedies. I fed you ads and movie stars.
"This song's about losing it, love". . Moving truck outside. I'm off to Oklahoma. Those walls we painted are getting painted over. . I'm scared I'll fall asleep.
Why should I watch Matt Damon cry without her at my side?. I pined as days went by but now it's fine. 'Cause in the end, we're such close friends. Sugar-n-spice and since then there's more time for me.
Oh, hello, hi, you must be new I guess. At least you're new to me, saw you unpacking your car. So I said to myself, "Maybe I should help her out". Since we're neighbors now and all the other people here are elderly.
They page Party Guy, he pages them back. With the number wheres at, they let the phone ring. 'Til Party Guy picks it up and says, "Behind Burger King".
"Self-loathing is quaint". You told me, showing restraint. Now you're gone and I'm lost, in the swells I am tossed. Bobbing and choking and losing the fight in the fog.
You don't understand. Unless you reprogram.. I try to assimilate. You still intimidate.. . [CHORUS]. But your iron fist will never knock me down. 'Cause I'm powered.
oh, is there anything left to say?. you've been down so long you've forgotten to believe. (oooh). you're watching it slip away. you've been kicked around, they got you on your knees.
My ancestors planted some sequoias by a road. I've driven down that road since I was born. Oh, never have you ever seen so many perfect evergreens. But I would chop them all down just for you.
Desert township. Franchise night-shift. Small minds, blank eyes, big ol' bank-slips. I'll take big boy, he'll clean those drawers good. I'll get the safe while you start the car, pretty thing.
I am a savage besmitten with her. The loneliest werewolf, I wander the earth. My words are mistakes and my thoughts are unclean. This cider inside me, it slides like a dream.
I've spent my life following things I cannot see. And just when I catch up to them they slip away from me. I've been down a thousand trails I've never walked before.
I like the way you play your songs. I like the way you sing. You look so good in colored lights. And the brilliant spotlight rings. . And up there your eyes are fiery.
You don't have any secrets when you come into the world. You're open like a book and the pages get filled. The leaves keep turning and on every single page.
Dirty people take what's mine. I can leave them all behind. They can never cross that line. When I get to the border. . Sawbones standing at the door.
Enough with the mood lighting, I'm not in the mood. Apparently I don't have the right attitude. Do you think this is a sense, maybe that's what we need.
Written by Lucy Kaplansky, Richard Litvin. . I can bend back. And reach the days. When everything was new. When witches were birds that lived in trees.