Id give myself a hand if I were you. The right words are never ones I say. Songs like these. They carry a little weight now. . 'Cause theyre about honesty.
I said Saviour, Saviour, Saviour, I said Saviour. I said. I've been stretching, fetching, I've been retching for the riverside. Stretching, I've been fetching, I've been retching for the riverside (x2).
Sometimes I wake up and I, want to take a drive. Just to feel the highway and know I'm still alive. Lately it seems like I can't get up to speed. Don't know what I want, don't know what I need.
What's the matter, baby?. Why do you worry so?. There's no reason to quarrel. No reason to go. . If you feel sorry, baby. Then I know why. Somebody's been messing with your mind.
Brooklyn boy, born and raised, chopping lines. Hey, hey, it's my birthday. It's a toy I torched, a tar pit flame, a lockjaw night. Hey, hey, it's my birthday.
Well, I got the fire, I got the home. My girl's near me, I'm never alone. She's so nice and she know. Just what to do, what to do. Oh I love you, girl, I love you, girl.
Now, that I'm getting old and. Now, I'm getting cold and. There's nothing left to say. Just like a daffodil, you know I will. You know wilting in my way.
TAKE A WALK DOWN MAIN STREET. HAVE A LOOK AROUND. NOW LOOK IN ALL THE WINDOWS. THE EMPTY BUILDINGS IN THIS TOWN. IMAGINE ALL THE PEOPLE. WHO CAME AND HAD TO GO.
I decided God was. No longer in my bed. Big love is dead love. Big love is dead love. . Big love is dead love. Big love is dead love. Big love is dead love.
A good man doesn't drink. And I've been drinking alone. So what does that make me?. . My hands they always shake. And no one's calling my phone. So what does that make me?.
Oh we're high, out on a highway. Driving, rushing down a sweaty road. Past those suburban drinking bars. Searching for, searching for my white and celluloid star.
Dad I know. You can't see. My actions as. A plea for peace. . You can't get past. The rocks stained red. The nailbomb blast. The doctor, dead. . Your prairie dream.
Girl of my dream, Marlene. You know who I mean, Marlene. You're just a dream oh Marlene. Why don't you let me come in, let me come in. . You sit there every night, Marlene.
Mandy Lee, Mandy Lee. A chill running down my frame, yeah. Well, Mandy Lee, Mandy Lee. A chill running down my frame. Won't you come on home. And love me all over again?.
It's in his head, it's in his head. It's in his head, it's in his head. It's in his head, it's in his head. It's in his head, it's in his head. . Fetch the doctor.
Kevin Costner. Let me be the name you whisper. when you're dreaming in the night. Be the hand you reach for every time. you need to hold on tight. The one who stand beside you.
My friends are working on avoiding me. So when we meet I keep my mouth real busy. Talk out my nervous energy. It never works, I throw darts at the wall and get sloppy.
I will lay you down. I will lay you down. I will stand a upon your wicken grave. and spit a upon ground. I will lay you down. . No matter whose to blame.
Yeah, they call him the Karate King. Chopping children down like trees. Bringing cows to their knees. Making their udders bleed. . Now they call him the Karate King.
I found you grieving in the grass. The sky bled water colored blue. You seemed so simple sure and sad. So I sat down to grieve with you. . You raised your hand to shield your eyes.