Stupid man, hitchhiking out of a good life. he says: "Catch you when ". And he thinks he's got big, big planes. gonna build a house upon some land. Oh, Casey, don't it make you crazy.
(this song is a cover, originally written and performed by Lou Reed). Waltzing Matilda looked at her wallet. The sexy one smiled in dismay. She pulled out four twenties.
We who have so much. to you who have so little. to you won don't have anything at all. We who have so much. more than any one man does need. and you who don't have anything at all.
Starlight open wide, starlight open up you door. This is New York calling with movies on the street. Movies with real people, what you get is what you see.
Remember your manners. will you please take your hat off. Your mother is dying. listen to her cough. We were always standing on ceremony. We were always standing on ceremony.
(written by Isaac Hayes - David Porter). Coming to you, on a dusty road. Good loving, I got a truck load. And when you get it, you got something. So don't worry, 'cause I'm coming.
Some kinds of love. Marguerita told Tom. Between thought and expression lies a lifetime. Situations arise because of the weather. and no kinds of love.
She calls on the phone. she says she doesn't want to be alone. She says it's making her neurotic. but please don't mistake it for being erotic. So alone, so all alone.
Despite how long were separated .. oh age of childhood. Even if we've been alienated .. for a hundred years. And despite how faraway we reach roaming the world.
Smiles, I was taught never to smile. I was told the stylish smiles of buffoonery. chicanery and larceny abound. My mom said unless someone sticks you right in front of a camera.
When you're growing up in a small town. When you're growing up in a small town. When you're growing up in a small town. You say no one famous ever came from here.
Friends have said to lock the door. and have an open house no more. The said the Factory must change. and slowly slip away. But if I have to live in fear.
Sister Ray. -White Light/White Heat. Duck and Sally inside. They're cooking for the down five. Who're staring at Miss Rayon. Who's busy licking up her big man.
I was up in the morning with the TV blarin'. brush my teeth sittin' watchin' the news. All the beaches were closed the ocean was a Red Sea. but there was no one there to part it in two.
All the people had their share of the glory. looking out after you. It's just a story about winners and glory. and you know that it's true. Ah ha, oh yeah, you're just a shooting star.
[Hook]. Rep, rep, rep my city. Rep, rep, I rep my city. Rep, rep, I rep my city, 816, 416. Rep, rep, rep my city. Rep, rep, I rep my city. Rep, rep, I rep my city, 816, 416.
She's my best friend. Simply not the average girl. She's my best friend. Understands me when I'm falling down down down. Oh it hurts to be that way. Oh it hurts to know I'm that kind of fellow.
Front is the opposite of back, white is the opposite of black. I be killing every track cause Im the opposite of wack. In fact, I lack nothing less than the fake shit.
Take me for what I am a star newly emerging. Long simmering explodes inside the self is reeling. In the pocket of the heart, in the rushing of the blood.
I'm dat chick yeah. I'm dat chick. If you gotta choose. Then I am dat pick. I'm the talk of the town. Cause I am that sick. Give gifts to the hood. But I ain't Saint Nick.