It's m fate to hate. I realized but way too late. It's my fate to hate. Now I have a reason why. It's my fat to hate - You!. . Is fate a lasting emotion?.
(Shel Silverstein). . There's a shadow on the sun I see it risin'. Kiss it away, kiss it away. And there's a hurt down deep inside that I been hidin'.
Push from the two. pull to the one. bad kitty come kitty. run run run.. I wear my adidas cause its smooth and fresh. i got the three gold stripes to left of my chest.
I stayed at homw today. And I'm not going back to work. Money Stinks... Money Stinks. This city stinks. Smell the power, smell the health. Smell the poverty of Americas wealth.
(Shel Silverstein). . The tiger, he looked out of his cage and smiled. He said come here boy, I want to talk to you a while. He said I once was running wild and free just the same as you.
Rapid transit. Star Wars. Traffic Jam. No wax floors. . TV dinner. Nuclear reactor. Cordless phone. Max Factor. . Modern World. Modern World. . Space shuttle.
(Shel Silverstein). . The waitress with the orange hair keeps motionin' me to hurry up and leave. So I gulp my coffee - burn my mouth - grab up my coat and slippin' out.
What they have now. They want for me. Misery loves company. Live a life of bigotry. On the way to bankruptcy. Beer belly and family. Crackers, cheese and burgundy.
Beginning with its conclusion. Misdirected by what's right. Actual illusion. Weakened by its might. . Deserving marital value. Priced for quick exchange.
I park on a side street. Slide up the back stairs. Knock on the door and whisper, 'It's me'. . Step into the darkness. She waits in the shadows. Oh, she's so wild willin' and free.
Manifest destiny. More blood on the hands of Christ. They called themselves Christians. And gave themselves the rights. . Disguised as missionaries. They were really after gold.
After all this time. Girl you know by now I can read your mind. Why would you keep something from me?. Your best kept secrets are the ones I want to know.
Sadder than any song I've sung. Is growing old or dying young. This earth is a grave, round and green. A tomb of sorrow which I've seen. . A massive field we wander through.
Who's gonna water my plants?. Who's gonna patch my pants?. And who's gonna give me. The chance to feel brand new?. . Who's gonna iron my shirts?. Who's gonna kiss where it hurts?.
The generals say they make good sense. A strong economy? First a strong defence. . That makes sense. They make sense to me. . The Air force says they need new planes.
It was out on Paynes Prairie where I got my first kiss. There's the school yard where we would play as kids. We pulled arrow heads outa Hogtown Creek.
(Shel Silverstein). . If I'd only come and gone. The way I've always done with summer girls before. Shared one night with you and never reached for more.
"Mad Man". by DRI. . He's old and cranky and he's got white hair. He yells at us in his underwear. He'll attack you like a crazed bear. But come on in don't be scared.
(S. Silverstein). . See that wino in the gutter. I've been him. See that wino in the gutter. Well I've been him. See that wino in the gutter. Watch him stumble hear him stutter.
I can't eat, can't sleep, can't breathe. If you know what I mean. If there's one good thing that's left in me. Well thanks be to God for shitty things.