1. The delicate statuette , fine and serene. Placed in a box protected by bubble-wrap. And shouldered and moulded with polystyrene. Chorus. As it can smash and can break and can crack and can tear.
Chorus. As fortune , fame and rock & roll. It just cant satisfy your soul. Like balloons amovin high disappear into the sky. And the joys we have down here so quickly.
Fault of the Innocent ( War Version). . 1.Far from the lands of calm and comfortFault of the Innocent. Far from the lands of bliss and ease. There lie the fields of wont destruction.
CHORUS. 'CAUSE FAST FORWARD EQUALS RAPID REWIND. ONE STEP FORWARD AND BACK TWO. OFTEN PROGRESS EQUALS REGRESS. AND SUCCESS CAN RUIN YOU. 1,NICE CAR BUT BAD EXHAUST FUMES , WORKAHOLIC BUT NO LIFE.
1.WELL I GUESS I'VE ALWAYS BEEN A DREAMER. MUSER , MUSO , POET , SCHEMER , LIVING IN A WORLD OF FANTASY. AND WHEN I WAS A LITTLE BOY , MY FRIENDS WOULD MOCK AND JEER & TAUNT.
1.NO-ONE ESCAPES IT'S CLUTCHING CLAWS. . NO ONE IGNORES IT'S BECKONING DOORS. . NO-ONE GETS OUT IT'S STURDY WALLS. . NO-ONE WILL NOT ANSWER IT'S CALL.
1. The serpent in the garden comes to you and me. And tempts us with the luscious fruit hanging from the tree. He says it is no problem , he says it will be fine.
In a department store north of Houston,. Sat a Santa Claus on Christmas Eve.. In a minute he knows,. The front door will close,. And this tired, old Santa can pack up and leave..
I'm on the street low. Taking in the heat. Nowhere is that I know. She is laying down the sleeves. Playing out a forty five. Earn it of my mind. Has down he shut my eyes.
Getting Old - David Gogo. I can't stay up all night drinking whiskey and wine anymore. I can't stay up all night drinking whiskey and wine anymore. I get sick, I get tired my head gets sore.
There's a full moon over Tulsa,. I hope that it's shining on you.. The nights are getting cold,. In Cherokee County.. There's a Blue Norther passing through..
I'm in a Texas state of mind. Been lonely too long this time. California's too damn far from you and that old long star. I'm in a Texas state of mind.
Daddy please don't. It wasn't his fault. He means so much to me. Daddy please don't. We're gonna get married. Just you wait and see. . Every night, the same old dream.
Paint the roses red. And smoke the mirrors. I have made my bed. I loved a sinner. What did I expect?. When it glitters is it ever gold?. . So turn the blinded-eye.
My head, it can't keep up. Calling on its way. Back where it begins. . To blame is to refuse. To hide away from truth. Excuse after excuse. . Now keep my mind safe.
I was born in Saginaw, Michigan. And I grew up in a house on Saginaw Bay. My daddy was a poor hard working Saginaw fisherman. Too many times he came home with too little pay.
Sadness as she watches her son die. Yeah, he's the only heaven in her sky. Still, where there is shadow of turning. Everything is burning away. . Back then, she was too young to say no.
I've gotta talk to you. But I'm so sick of words, words, words. My little cloudy sky. The sun is slipping through your hands. . My little everything. You know I want to stay with you.