Thirsty and miserable. You drop to the floor. You drink 'til you can't. Even see any more. . Thirsty and miserable. Always wanting more. Thirsty and miserable.
My old friend lives up in the mountains. He flew up there to paint the world. He says, "Even though interpretation's what I count on. This little picture to me seems blur.
Swinging man. I'm hanging around. Hangin' 'round. I'm the swinging man and my feet. Never touch the ground. Swinging man. Swinging man. I swing back and forth.
She hasn't done a thing,. That really has to mean,. She's goin' anywhere.. I haven't seen it showing in her eyes,. But I swear it must be there.. I don't know why I feel it so strong,.
Stone by stone, beam by beam. Hand in hand, we built this dream. Now you're wreckin' this home. Doin' it stone by stone. . Brick by brick, tear by tear.
You know you are the crazy girl. You know your pants are on fire. You're in heat. You feel like you've(? ) just a little higher. . My target. Is your eyes.
Well it used to be that you couldn't tell me anything. Just another young fool who thought he knew it all. I was runnin' hard and fast thinkin' I was invincible.
Dear Lord, help us understand. Why you came and took him by the hand. And led him to his new home in the sky. . Our hearts weren't ready to let him go.
Don't cry for me when I'm gone. Keep the faith and be strong. 'Cause through it all I've been blessed. I faced my fears and I've passed the test. So when you look up in the sky on a sunny day.
Looking down that long road. She relieves me the memories. Wishing he had stayed. And he never said goodbye. . Lately she's been missing. All the nights he held her.
T.V. PARTY TONIGHT. T.V. PARTY TONIGHT. T.V. PARTY TONIGHT. T.V. PARTY TONIGHT. . WE'RE GONNA HAVE A T.V. PARTY TONIGHT...ALRIGHT. WE'RE GONNA HAVE A T.V. PARTY ...ALRIGHT...TONIGHT.
Recognize the writing on the plain white envelope. I've wondered where she'd wind up before she called or wrote. Answer's in a circle through the word love on a stamp.
It feels good. To say what I want. It feels good. To knock things down. It feels good. To see the disgust in their eyes. It feels good. And I'm gonna go wild.
One Night in New Orleans. On a super bowl Sunday. In a bar with a big screen TV. She was there with some girls. They were down from Montreal. And she walked right up to me.
She woke up this mornin' and she knew. They were through. She was leavin'. She packed up her love and her memories. Now she sees. Her heart was breakin' even.
Jumping. Into the seat of my car. My pants are on fire. (? ) my briefs (? ). I was lying just to save. My skin. Pushing. On the accelerator. How am I gonna tell her.
We are just children in His hands. Two in a million, precious grains of sand. We sift through His fingers, dancing on the wind. We find each other. . One you, one me, one chance for us to live.
I was the envy of every man. Who thought I held the world in the palm of my hand. Nobody ever got the best of me. I knew better I knew I was lost, I wouldn't let on despite the cost.
The neighbor next door just barely say good mornin'. The boys down at work didn't ask me to stop for a beer. I guess they heard 'bout me and you. Nothin' spreads like real bad news.