YOU. (Words and Music by Columbia Chaaise). . Recall the days of love and passion. a school house made of beach and sand. that's where I found reaction to wanting you.
She shot you down like an animal. Give it up, Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh. Wanna live your life like a Romeo. Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh. . Hush, don't you cry. Live and let die.
Out of this town, out of this misery. Let's hitch a ride to higher ground. Now that I've come to know I've lost a thing. That I was sure of I had found.
Im afraid to die. I think about it all the time. It wont go away. It haunts me. I cant get it off my mind. What can I do?. Its just there. Thats why I was so quick to notice.
I'm just a rookie. And I'm still at the starting line but it's alright. Cause I wasn't ready, why can't you forget it?. I know I didn't make a point, I never felt fine with her anyway.
What you told me I knew it knew it. What you told me. Ill do it do it. What you gave me. I took it away. And Ill do what you say. Do it your way. . What you told me.
I really have to let you know. The time has come for me to go. I've seen it all, there's nothing left to say. It's not about the job you quit. The boy you're with, the girl you live with.
Every saint has a past. Every sinner has a future. Everybody have a heart. Well I just have a suture. Lost in the days. When I was a clown. Used to dream with that girl.
Dance. You gotta dance. Dance. You gotta dance. Dance. You gotta dance. As long as the music plays. Dance. Dont even think why. You gotta dance. Start to think.
Chorus:. . Turn, Turn, Turn. Turn, Turn, Turn. Turn, Turn, Turn. . Verse 1. . Bring on all the seasons. Repeat your earlier deeds. Show the children your face.
I ran into her on computer camp. Was that in '84, not sure. I had my commodore 64. Had to score. (Not with a -- tramp). She's not a tramp. Her name is Judy.
workers in their worn-out coats. the girls from Ghent. so quiet and content. this is what we came here for:. a friendly word and a cigarette. . cos' it's true what they say.
I am here 'cos you're here to be loved. I can hear that you fear to be loved. as a boy it's a joy to be loved. it's unreal yet you can't get enough. pretty boring stuff.
Bulldozer, Bulldozer. Bulldozer, Bulldozer. Bulldozer Bulldozer. Bulldozer Bulldozer. . BMX (is) BETTER THAN SEX. BMX (is) BETTER THAN SEX. . Cab Driver, Cab Driver.
I'd wanna go to the Blues Parties. The Caribbean. I'd wanna Dance to Nothern Soul. Back in the Seventies. Be into Two Tone and Post Punk. New Wave and No Wave.
I wanna hold your hands tonight. I wanna walk you home from school. I wanna take you on a date. I wanna treat you like a fool. . Now dont you worry about me.
You say'me too' as if you're here. Your hiss so hoarse, so very near. When we can't run the distance. Each other's all we're thinking of. When we're together somehow.
Its' such a day. Making all kinds of love to you. And it's ok. Nobody's watching me or you. Are you. We might destroy the things we have. Our minds are sane.
mellow fruit. shining in the display. make a move. dancer with the turnstile. in the row. waiting for a number. it gets a little sing song. I'd really like to move on.
She said she sad. she sad she lonely. lost in her room. she mad she go. she cry she smoke. rosie in bloom. . she is so high. she is so low. day after day.