Send your light on the element again. You, trying to make sense out. Trying to make sense out. Trying to make sense out. Make sense out of it all. (...).
Destroy and cast away. Blue, translucent days. Relapse and ricochet. Everybody's waiting. . Cautiously optimistic. It's infamy's [?]. Falsetto echolalia.
Necessary but against your better judgment. You were being overcharged in the market square. Overwhelmed and it's coming from all angles. You were entertaining the idea that it wasn't fair.
Everyone is floating by the graveside. Everyone is foreign when you're in another world. But the translation of sound is the same. . You'll be made irrelevant by a suicide machine.
Imitating your intentions. Waking up to watch you walk away. Repulsion and attraction. Terrifying options any day. . You're not scared, you're not scared.
We're throwing caution to the wind. We are consistent in our flaws. Predictably, we have no goals. Incapable of abstract thoughts. . Wondering how long it might take to be through.
With a sense of urgency and unease. Second-guessing just about everything. Recollections of a nightmare. So cryptic and incomprehensible. . Encompassing.
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I hit the street running, had an angle in mind. Looking for a shelter, doing double overtime. I get a little crazy, but I won't be denied. Gotta find the time that takes the inside outside.
He/she wanna be. Body and soul just don't agree. There's an answer, gotta go for a. Tijuana tuck-n-roll. . He/she just got a zipper job. A zipper job.
When I woke up this morning. I was feeling mighty good.. My baby understood had to do what she should. lying near a pile of wood.. Laying it on some,.
I'm so tired, you on my head. Whiskey'n mama, you shouldn't have said. You wanted me to be your lover true. Then turn around and treats me just likes you do.
Well how much blues do you use. Before you use it up. And how many fools take a chance. Before they hit it lucky. Tomorrow's wanna be the day. It never seem to work that way.
What would you do if you was to love me?. What would you do if I loved you too?. I knew that I'd fall like a sinner. I'd rather fall in a sinner than fall in lose.
Whoa!. Yeah!. Yeeaaaaah!. . Draggin' old Mustang ' 69. Top dropped back and lookin' fine. Workin' the groove backin' up with Scotch. Lookin' like Sir Lancelot.
Have mercy. Been waitin' for the bus all day. Have mercy. Been waitin' for the bus all day. I got my brown paper bag and my take-home pay. . Have mercy.
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Spoken: Y'all still want me to come with you?. . Bright light city gonna set my soul, gonna set my soul on fire. There's a whole lot of money that's ready to burn.
Hey, look at the hooks on your pants. Makes you wanna dance. I say, "Yeah, yeah". I say, "Yeah, yeah". . There ain't never a catch. All you got to do is snatch.
There's a rockin' time on the borderline. Between sundown and up. There's an off-the-wall cantina, man. Just waitin' to tear you up. The locals know that in you go.