There once was a Ma that wanted her. There once was a Pa that wanted her. . I know she's confused, she's my blood sister. She told me the blues as she start to shiver.
Many's the time I've been thinking about changing my ways. But when it gets right down to it it's the same drunken haze. I'm serving a sentence to write life's sentences.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. . I knew her and she knew me.
The car finally burned out around 3. The blue beacon. of a silent patrol car threw new shadows into the street. turning the window into a flickering monitor screen..
Love, hate. . Love is deep within your gut. Struck with fire to the touch. Hate is when you can't relate. In a different state to hate, revenge. Execute pain to the thief of love.
All the way from Bucharest your skin crawled on the way to Hollywood. Through a whole in the wall. You saw the free world trading in bones. There's a guardian angel at the window.
Yeah, got myself a girlfriend. She looks like a 10. My elbows start to tingle. When she gives me that moonshine grin. . I love that woman so much. Too much like a fool.
We are jigsaw pieces aligned on the perimeter edge. Interlocked through a missing piece. We are renaissance children becalmed beneath the bridge of sighs.
Hey, everybody. Let's have some fun. You only live once. And when you're dead, you're dust. . Let the good time roll. Let the good time roll. No matter if you're young or old, yah.
You're so sweet. You're so fine. I want you all and everything. Just to be mine. . `cos you're my baby. `cos you're my love. Girl I'm just a jeepster.
Let dem ho's fight, dem ho's they did fought. A titty flew flop out singing, knock the bitch out. Left right and a hook, a blubber glut shook. We all bet our dollars everybody screamed and hollered.
--- "Jack and Jill" Taken from Fish single "Big Wedge" ---. . Jack and Jill. Me and my old lady we got a dream commin' true. Me and my old lady just bought some room with a view.
I see you setting up your shot. I'm gonna git out of your range. I'll never sing your sad sorry song. Lemon Meringue. . Sour to the taste. And sweet to the teeth.
I saw a blue umbrella in Princes Street Gardens. Heading out west for the Lothian Road. An Evening News stuffed deep in his pocket. Wrapped up in his problems to keep away the cold.
Raise your eyes to england's skies, there's more up there than butterflies. Alice smiles in chemical glow, "tea's just about ready", she doesn't want to know.
You all feel large, down there. You all feel large but you're looking small down there. You all feel large but you're looking small down there. . It's hot so take your clothes off.
When footlights dim in reverence to prescient passion. Forwarned my audience leaves the stage, floating ahead. Perfumed shift, within the stammering silence.
We got a 140 stations of satellite. Beaming on down to our home but I'm watching you. I've got half a million bills to pay. You never hear a word I say, I dream of you.
I'd be really pleased to meet you. If only, I could remember your name. But I got problems with my memory. Ever since, I got a winner in the fame game.