by Laughingstock 1993 Spot. If you say so. Nothing's wrong with you. I haven't been so. Down since that time that I. did too. If you say so (say so). We're all out as one.
I could see your words hang in the air. But they did not spell out. What I thought that I heard. And I could see the dude. In your next room by himself.
We, we can do anything. Why do they beat us down with their lies?. They object us, they reject us. Time after time then we ask ourselves. . Why are we alive?.
I've been waiting here for so long. And I'm on the curb with everyone. And I'm fit for it and I'm ready again. Yeah, I'm fit for working again. . So you understand just what they mean.
I'm just a fuck up, baby, I can't lie. My life's all fucked up, I don't wanna know why. Can anybody tell me what can I do?. You wanna blame me, honey, I'll put the blame on you.
A row of yellow in this yard. A million if you said you wanted. I would do just about anything. As they grew I sat and hoped for. Your forgiveness but none offered.
I'm seventeen, I'm seventeen. I'm seventeen years old. This can't be happening. I'm seventeen, I'm seventeen. I'm seventeen years old. This can't be happening.
Now I sit and stare into the burning sun. It all fades to black in this sanitarium. Now I don't care if tomorrow never comes. I've got some new friends in this sanitarium.
Get on the rodeo that is your life. Check it out. . Beat on me. Spill my insides out on the ground. Cut on me. I will go when I say die. . I will rot away.
Well now and forever the moment's gone and time runs out. And then it hits you with the pain, the things are great on the way up. But nobody is with you when you're on the way down.
Driving home late one night. Under lazy moon and green dashboard light. Turned on the radio. Heard a voice I heard before say.
Look who came by again. For friendly old times. To see me. How long can you stay. Did you bring your disease. That makes me breathe. What you don't know.
Will I wake up, is it a dream I made up?. No, I guess, it's reality what will change us. Or will we mess up our only chance. To connect with a dream?.
Space, light, sound and mind exactly what is real. Into a universe we fly we are her will. In my space suite out among the stars. I look and feel them on my radar.
You know. What it feels like. To be naked. To be ground by. . Giant pennywheels yeah. Giant pennywheels. Giant pennywheels yeah. Giant pennywheels. . I dream, yeah.
Well she was. Clearly nervous. She asked me if I would drive. And I noticed. Then I knew. She had been drinking. And I always could. Read between the lines.
To begin but not complete, to sleep but not to wake. To always be lost and to never find the way. . No thoughts or memory, no hope or tragedy. A mirror awaits to a reflection of the face.
If I was dirt that filled up your life. If I was dirt, so pure and so refined. I'd be the dirt that. That blackened all that shined. . Which one would show a purity?.
Hey my lackluster love. You are my one and only drug. I'll give you anything at all. Even though it might be pain. . Relax killer you're a God. Everything fits so damn hard.