Alright, alright. Alright, alright. Alright, alright, it's a hell of a feeling though. It's a hell of a feeling though. Alright, alright, it's a hell of a feeling though.
Finders keepers, losers weepers. . Welcome to the end of eras. Ice has melted back to life. Done my time and served my sentence. Dress me up and watch me die.
Clouds are marchin' along. Singin' a song, just like they do. If the clouds were singin' a song. I'd sing along, wouldn't you too?. . If you just knew.
Clouds are marchin' along. Singin' a song. Just like they do. If the clouds were singin' a song. I'd sing along. Wouldn't you too?. If you just knew, what they could do.
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Do I look lonely?. I see the shadows on my face. People have told me. I don't look the same. Maybe I lost weight. I'm playing hooky. With the best of the best, pull my heart out my chest.
We've waited so damn long, we're sick and tired. I won't leave any doubt or stone unturned. I've got a collar full of chemistry from your company. So maybe tonight I'll be the libertine.
You can set yourself on fire. You can set yourself on fire. . She said at night in my dreams. You dance on a tightrope of weird. Oh but when I wake up.
It's getting late, and I. Cannot seem to find my way home tonight.. Feels like I am falling down a rabbit hole.. Falling for forever, wonderfully wandering alone..
The I. V. and your hospital bed. This was no accident. This was a therapeutic chain of events. . This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor. This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital.
Hey, a casual affair. That could go anywhere. . And only for tonight. Take any moment, any time. A lover on the left. A sinner on the right. Just lay in the atmosphere.
Well, she's not bleeding on the ballroom floor. Just for the attention. 'Cause that's just ridiculously on. . Well, she sure is gonna get it, here's the setting.
It's these substandard motels on the (lalalalala). corner of 4th and Fremont Street. Appealing only because they are just that unappealing. Any practiced catholic would.
Now I'm of consenting age. To be forgetting you in a cabaret. Somewhere downtown where a burlesque queen. May even ask my name. As she sheds her skin on stage.
I'm just setting, I'm just setting a trap. And I'm not pulling, no, I'm not pulling for you. You're just pulling at me. I'm not a betting man, but this is a sure thing.
Is this the real life?. Is this just fantasy?. Caught in a landslide. No escape from reality. . Open your eyes. Look up to the skies and see. I'm just a poor boy.
A daydream spills from my corked head. Breaks free of my wooden neck. Left to nod over sleeping waves. Like bobbing bait for bathing cod. Floating flocks of candle swans.
A daydream spills from my corked head. Breaks free of my wooden neck. Left a nod over sleeping waves. Like bobbing bait for bathing cod. Floating flocks of candled swans.
Oh, baby, baby. How was I supposed to know?. That something wasn't right here. Oh, baby, baby. I shouldn't have let you go. . And now you're out of sight, yeah.
When the world gets too heavy. Put it on my back. I will be your levy. You are taking me apart. Like bad glue. On a get well card. . It was always you.