Arabia, Arabia, Arabia. . 6 o'clock in the mornin'. I'm the last person in this plane still awake. Y'know, I can almost smell the blood washin' against the shores.
Hundred miles an hour down a twisting turning road. Bottled up. shaken up, ready to explode. . I set the world on fire. I set the world on fire. . Tired of making promises I know I won't keep.
Mirror, mirror on the wall. You've watched me grow since I was small. So what will I regret the most. The things I do or the things I don't?. The deeper you peer into my soul.
I'm not gonna lie to you something is missing. We don't have to make believe nothing is gone. We've had the time to see where we're going. But we're still a long way off from knowing why.
You're floating down a tunnel in a little wooden box. You're cold and you're lonely and enveloped in fog. You've been pried open and left here to die.
Mirror, mirror on the wall. You've watched me grow since I was small. So what will I regret the most. The things I do or the things I don't?. The deeper you peer into my soul.
Dragonfly in a tidal waves. Eyes have come undone. Still the coastline's a mile away. And the storm's just begun. . Here goes nothing. Heard him saying.
I like you, I think that you're pretty good. But I think that you think, that I. Well, that I'm a bit undercooked. . I'm lazy, I play silly jokes and go over the top.
In my solitude you haunt me. With reveries of days gone by. In my solitude you taunt me. With memories that never die. . In my solitude I'm praying. Dear Lord above.
As I sat in the back of that old taxi cab. Waitin' for the evenin' to come. On every street of this city. I heard you call my name. . You're the strangest feeling I ever had.
Among the living you'll find the dying. Waiting softly to pass on. Why can't a love be like a spirit. As it floats up to the sky. . With the giving there is taking.
*******************. I followed that bead of sweat,. to the small of your back,. from the nape of your neck,. Lightin' it up, with every drag upon my cigarette..
The more I see, the less I know. About all the things I thought were wrong or right. And carved in stone. So, don't ask me about, war, religion, or God.
Oh, the rain is slowly fallin'. And my heart is so sore. Six more miles and leave my darlin'. Never to meet no more. . Six more miles to the graveyard.
Say it, say it, say it. (He can't say it). He's just an imperfect man. Trapped in an imperfect body. Ain't happy or sad, lonely or sorry. . Mr. Slo-Blo, Mr. Yo-Yo.
Say it, say it, say it. (He can't say it). He's just an imperfect man. Trapped in an imperfect body. Ain't happy or sad, lonely or sorry. . Mr. Slo-Blo, Mr. Yo-Yo.
W-w-wave upon wave. Roll upon roll. Tiny it shrinks. Then huge it blows. . Gotta be sharp. Gotta be strong. Things get w-w-weird. Before they go wrong.
W-w-wave upon wave. Roll upon roll. Tiny it shrinks. Then huge it blows. . Gotta be sharp. Gotta be strong. Things get w-w-weird. Before they go wrong.
I paint my lips pillar box red. Reminds me of the country. Where I was born and bred. . Roots lie deeper than bones. So back in time I go. Through the tobacco smoke veil.