Man's best friend is beautiful and. affectionate and ideal pet. Cats are the. same, we make up their names and our. love for them is real. Listen up, I gotta.
All I can see is the sea and the sky. And the sky is blue and the sea is green. Yesterday's a cabaret. Gowns of satin on ladies gay. . Yesterday's a cabaret.
Destined to follow. Afraid to miss any trends. The TV is your truth. You just watch and absorb. . Never in any doubts. About the message it spreads. You're locked in a mental cage.
Mourning for what? A lost friend I don't need. I never pressured you to live the way that I do You're tied for last in a one man race, You shoved your views in my face. I don't like it!.
Look the opposite way. If someone explains his intentions. Criticising is what you good. At already formed your opinion. . Don't bother to understand.
Born in the country and I like that country smile. Of the little girls and boys, they remind me of a child. That I knew and a big harvest moon. That shone by supper time in the dusty afternoon.
I tried to live six years ago. When this story started. The sun, it told me where to go. Open minded, open hearted. . Freedom, freedom was my vision. Every breath a dream.
Friendship- To you it means nothing. Time and Time Again. you betray friends. With lies- and your gossip. The stories you tell. can hurt like hell. It's your big mouth.
I'm on top of the world. and I see. The pain from a thousand generations to be. Like lambs to the slaughter. Never free. Echoes of fear swirling around me.
Born in the country and I like that country smile. Of the little girls and boys, they remind me of a child. That I knew and a big harvest moon. That shon' by suppertime in the dusty afternoon.
I'm on top of the world. And I see. The pain from a thousand generations to be. Like lambs to the slaughter. Never free. Echoes of fear swirling around me.
Insincerity. Negativity. No Unity. Something's gone wrong. Thinking to myself how smart I am. Because I won't get caught up. In some dick's bad joke..
Boss man, boss man, what do you say?. I gotta get you alone in the mine some day. Boss man, boss man, turn it around. If you don't look away how can I sit down.
The night is as black as the coal dust on the tracks. Up to the east day is dawning. From time to time I get women on my mind. I'm a son of a gun. . Borderstone, borderstone gonna cross your line tonight.
Dee dee dee, dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee. . I would rather be at the boathouse, out of the daily grind. I'd sooner be down at the boathouse, what a way to unwind.
Pregnant for nine weeks. By rape or promiscuity. Life is growing inside. Although it is not wanted. Life becomes hell. Days are passing slowly. Suicide will be sure.
There's a south wind risin' and the moon shines on my window sill. I've got a feeling I might walk on over the hill. I'm bent but not broken, all I need is some rest.
Kinda alone. With a friend called fear. Locked up in a world. That's called your life. . Talking to walls. That close in on you. Not able to run. You are frozen inside.
Black day in July. . Motor city madness has touched the countryside. And through the smoke and cinders you can hear it far and wide. The doors are quickly bolted and the children locked inside.
Expose yourself. As being honest living a good Christian life. Pretend to care for the really poor. With your charity they'll survive. TV-shows to raise huge funds.