Cool and calm, mr gorgeous. Walks up to the bar and orders and. As he passes by, they all sigh - ah.... When he moves just like a panther,. The fins obeys, the bones etch.
When you walk without ease. On these. Streets where you were raised. I had a really bad dream. It lasted twenty years, seven months, and twenty seven days.
Oh whoa (x4). . Well you're a wild horse. On a collision course. With the sun. (repeat). . I wanted to ride that wild horse. Into the sun. (repeat). .
My friend jamie pan. Peter pan of the park. With flute he pipes his way. On tree branches he plays. Until it's dark. Jamie pan. . When he gets restless.
So, goodbye, please stay with your own kind. And I'll stay with mine, there's something against us. It's not time, it's not time. So, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye.
Something happened yesterday. I feel lost. Afraid that my love. Loves another. . Giulietta. Do you know. To be happy we must wake up. And a place to confront with passion as the body.
Heifer whines could be human cries. Closer comes the screaming knife. This beautiful creature must die. This beautiful creature must die. A death for no reason.
There's a hunger in my hands. I try to rub in into your body. But I don't believe in this. I don't believe in you. I don't believe in me. . I came blue, came blue.
Something happened yesterday. I feel lost. Afraid that my love. Loves another. . Giulietta. Do you know. To be happy we must wake up. And a place to confront with passion as the body.
Hold on. Hold on. Hold on. Hold on. . Hold on, hold on with a grip so tight. It dams my blood, makes my head feel light. Well, hearts will start and hearts will stop.
Very old friend. Came by today. As he was telling everyone in town. Of all the love that he'd just found. . And Marie's the name (of his latest flame).
I was not woken by the rooster. Nor by the crow's tough song. But the midnight cry of a blood red bird. Brought this sleeplessness on. . Threw open the window.
Smoke lingers 'round your fingers. Train, heave on to Euston. Do you think you've made the right decision this time?. . You left your tired family grieving.
Every girl I've ever loved. Has wanted to be hit. Every girl I've ever loved. Wanted to be hit. Every girl I've ever loved. Has wanted to be hit. Every girl I've ever loved.
Last night I dreamt. That somebody loved me. No hope, no harm. Just another false alarm. . Last night I felt. Real arms around me. No hope, no harm. Just another false alarm.
When I was seven. I asked my mother. To trip me to the bay. And put me on a ship. And lower me down. Lower me out of here. . Because when I was seven.
Bloody rag and a broken string of pearls. On your bathroom floor. When I overheard your mother say. "maybe she's just a late bloomer". But what she didn't know was.
Jeane. The low-life has lost its appeal. And I'm tired of walking these streets. To a room with a cupboard bare. . Jeane. I'm not sure what happiness means.