She leans on you with that drunk grin. She gives the boys. A look at the best parts. She's always a couple bucks short. . And that picture. Of her in Berlin.
The princess of my heart, she is someone I know. She doesn't appear in the headlines wherever I go. The princess of my heart won't take good fortune to see.
I'm sleeping soft tonight. Keeping warm with crooked dreams. The pennies of a dead man's eyes. Never let my pockets weep. And I'm sorry you had to know me.
The next big thing. Life can be so calm. The next big thing. The next big thing. So calm without you. . I am waiting for the next big thing. Bring it on quick time to me.
City street map outskirts of town. South side skyscraper scape. Serve and protect my ass. Search and annoy. Search and annoy. Search and annoy. Seek hunt.
I think I'm in need of a savior. Someone with poisoned nervous eyes. Someone with a code of behavior. For someone that I could just. Oh, oh, oh, oh, you know.
She helped her son sleep by giving him Cognac. She worked a while as a circus acrobat. She changed lovers on a weekly basis. And posed nude for a couple crap artists.
Life to call our own that is ours alone. Is as hard as hell to come by these days. It's time that I took what's mine, took it now, yeah. . Things aren't what they where, they're what they are.
Even though you want it. You really shouldn't think about it. Treason is a tar pit. It's so tacky to preserve alone. . Can you live like a crow? There's your answer.
You see her dancing out on the floor Sunday you need love Monday be alone. you wanna wanna wanna have her like before Sunday you need love Monday be alone.
A lined red face burns in the sun, frying on the pavement. This mr. t endorses rum, now you know. T for tenants from the can, it's the choice of champions.
The wood was ?? (engraved), oh when I get home. He's stealing my shit, oh. There was that house, why is there blood in my hand (incoherent talking afterwards).
Well I set sail to find the edge of the planet. Instead I fell off before I got to the ship. One morning you'll wake up and you're actually caring about all the things that you said you'd never want... think about.
Can't feel my head, my heart?. Everything aches and I can't cure it. Imagine being afraid to think. Sink into to the ground, endure it. . I'm mad enough to kill and thrilled.
Do I have to ask ya, to cut the cackle, 'bout a snake in a south mouth, or a cooter canal path. Milky home cookin' and ashake in the shackle, like anervously calm noose.
Are you jealous, still super zealous?. Do you miss it or kiss and dismiss it?. Do you get the guest list. Maybe the second best list. Or are you lining up with all the rest list?.
If everything I know is wrong. Then it's high time I moved on. Cleanse myself of my mistakes. Be new to the world and celebrate it. . Up from the ashes I'm.
She was eager but a bit afraid. Like a fish she squirmed around. She had to tell herself to try to settle down. But as the crowd poured in. She was overwhelmed by them.
In my life, there's a right time. And a right place. There is order. There is method. . Well, you know where. There is routine, nothing spare. Catch the light in a different way.
Driving down the road at night, I didn't want to listen anyway. The conversation ended right, I know what you're about to say. Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up why don't ya.