I slit my wrists with my swingline. Copied myself 500 times. I pierced my ears with a 3-hole punch. Ate 12 dozen donuts for lunch. But next week I'm a walk, next week I'm a walk:.
I was a lonely kid I use to read dictionaries. Compared to things I've done since it seems quite ordinary. I can hear her outside spitting up her blood.
(Chorus). I'm going away (2x). I'll be back some old day (3x). I'm going away (2x). I'll be back some old day (3x). . Please tell me man what more can I do.
Last day in May, the afternoon: remember?. Black marks off charcoal from the dune: remember?. I thought it wouldn't be too soon; we'd wait at least until its June..
Everyone is on the way out Everyone gets knocked down. Your time has come and gone. Everything fades away and moves on But I'll still be here. In a food pantry in Springfield, Massachusetts.
Guns Under the Counter. . "Well, good for you.. But we have something too.". So said my aunt. . A bowling alley and lunch counter. Filled with fellas on their lunch break.
I knew a girl who had a miscarriage on the bus on her way to Highland Hospital. I knew a girl who was 17 and pregnant she shot heroin in her arm. I knew a girl was 23, she did an overdose and died and now I guess she's free.
Gale, gale blow. Gale, gale blow. My umbrella can't take it you know. Been caught in a hail storm. A blizzard, tornado's nose. But nothing, no nothing.
Forty Eight Twenty Three Twenty Second Street. . Now, as for my aunt. Who told on me. . She was always wearing her turbans. . Sailing back to Greece on the Normandy.
In the unemployment line. Sitting around the welfare office. Waiting for the food stamps to come in. Our eyes meet and we both know. Sitting on the sidewalk.
America can not afford another Viet Nam War. Another prolonged foreign war will tear the system down from the inside. The enemy is you, the enemy is me.
I was wielding my axe. drunk whisky at the bar. every night coming home. out the windshield of my car. I would look through the boughs. and think I saw my lucky star..
In 1492 Columbus sailed the ocean blue for love of god and me and you(no). In 1941 we intervened to stop the spread of world fascism(no). Listen up boys and girls it's the history of the whole world and you know it's true(no).
Innocence is hurting, a world speaks out of tune. Promise calls and promise falls, what are we to do?. With a clouded view, you follow me through. . Sadly the tides are changing, my world slips out of you.
You can see the earth, we're high here. Climbing over sumertown. You can kiss the air, we're gliding. Follow me for sumerland. . No sound life, no essence.
In the back of a mini cab. Me and Georgie and Nigel and Sadie:. "Can I use your mobile?. Can I use your mobile, Sadie?". On our way to Shoreditch;. Off to Fabric in Shoreditch:.
In 1492 Columbus sailed the ocean blue, for love of god and me and you. In 1941 we intervened to stop the spread of world fascism. Listen up boys and girls it's the history of the whole world,.
Mr. Jealousy has returned. Yearning, yearning. Mr. Jealousy has returned to reality. All secured by humanity. You're living in danger. Mr. Jealousy has returned your hurting me.
When we're done cleanin the rubble from the last wall torn down. When we're done putting back what we took from the ground. When the last republican and bureaucrat and liberal can admit to being a human being.
If I see you tomorrow I don't know what I will do. If I see you tomorrow I don't know what I will do. I'm not going to cut my hair or run around the block.