So now that you're lying face down in the concrete. It seems to me that, you didn't understand these streets. No respect for me. Well you should think before you speak.
Please come to Boston. For the springtime. I'm stayin' here with some friends. And they've got lots of room. You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk.
Male:. I took the time to say nothing to her,. she took the time to say nothing to me. and in the time I said nothing to her. she saysNothing.. . Love and pain, ying and yang,.
Here's the doorway. We could say goodnight or goodbye. There's a chill in the air makes me feel. Like you just didn't care. . I wonder why?. Inside warm memories, a fire has burned so bright.
As I lay blood soaked on this bed. I recite these prayers that have helped me out. Through many hard nights. Will I die by knife or will I be alright.
Oh, I bet you never seen it coming. I see them running all too scared. 'Cause I am there, gun in hand. Hands up, everybody get 'em up. Hands up 'cause I don't give a fuck.
David Evans - Paul David Hewson. . I'm tired so tired I can hardly stand. Can't breath in this city tonight. It's taken everything I have to give. And now just gotta get out of here.
Hello young fella my name is Fred Freud. I hear you suffer neurotic afflictions,. you act like a boy but you're really a man. could your mama have caused these conditions?.
I'm so sorry. I've been impossible I know. So used to bein' on my own. Livin' so reckless. Tell me what you want me to do. I know you want the best for me and you.
There you are, waiting at the station. Searching frantically the place where you belong. Gave you a map that showed you your direction. A shadow tore it up and told you it was wrong.
I don't remember much today. My memories of you are so vague. But I will say, I feel you watching over me now. I hope that I've made you proud. . 'Cause I remember how you cared for me.
Well, I saw your face in a photograph. I cried so much, I nearly laughed. You never really had the chance. To question why did you live some to cry some and die?.
A soldier was sent. made to go and he went. to exist on the outskirts of hell.. And he wrote a letter to someone. wrote sometimes we fight. sometimes we run.
We are startin' somethin'. We won't back down not for nothin'. We rappin' from the east to the West Coast. We rappin' from the east to the West Coast.
I never had a job on Wall Street.. Never was a man of means.. There's nothing social about social security.. Never found no pork in my beans.. I always did what my mama told me..
Well, I saw your face in a photograph. I cried so much, I nearly laughed. You never really had the chance. To question why did you live some to cry some and die?.
I've been to many places, I've seen many faces. Soft and hard, battle scarred, I've seen prison bars. Not for long, but long enough to write this song.
Hazel O`Connor. . You just stand here, I look through you. As though you're not there, cause what you care. You will never get to know me now. I have found I've gone off your anyhow.
I've been to many places. I've seen many faces. Soft and hard, battle-scarred. I've seen prison bars. Not for long, but long enough to write this song.
I've been up and I've been down. I lost my way and. Nothing seems right today. Nothing will go my way. . I pick myself up off the ground. And find my way.