Tie your trash up high. Its return of the swine. A pork chop with an attitude. That's it!. With a shit eating smile. & A combined IQ of 9. With only hunger on it's mind.
She's high up on that Ferris wheel. Counting stars between the deals. Her neck is wrapped in cellophane. Just initials, not the name. Some tattoos come with funny stories like that.
[GLORIA]. Who came along in a puff of smoke. . [ALL]. Shoeless Joe From Hannibal Mo.. . [GLORIA]. Strong as the heart of a mighty Oak. . [ALL]. Shoeless Joe From Hannibal Mo..
She lights it up like a million sparks. Shootin' from the hips straight through your heart. When she burns it down, that's my favorite part. . Hip-hip-hooray for the dirty looks.
I thought I made it clear. That I don't want you here. I thought that you'd be friggin' bored by now. And all the words you know. Are "I want you to go".
Watching T.V.. Afraid of the dark. The phone rings. Her heart drops. Did you check the children?. Did you check the children?. DOA when a stranger calls.
Go out under white street lights. And find that we're black and white. The blueprints just might say you were right. . I won't go home 'till I've found my way there.
Everyone needs a place to runaway, runaway. . Summer night, moonlit sky. Tearing pages from a magazine, she cries. "I don't wanna be the lonely one tonight".
Looking back, 3rd Avenue, 586. I'm waiting in the doorway. I found your ring buried in a drawer. Underneath some letters from yesterday. Don't you wanna know how I've been?.
this is my last goodbye. get up and go-oo-woah. i wanna know what it's like. get up and go-oo-woah. ain't gonna wait around and die. get up and go-oo-woah.
She's the master. I'm the slave.. Yet submissive just the same. Got my heart out on a tray. Seasons it to taste. She dominates. Bridge:. From beyond, she is calling.
I'm rockin a bmx bike. I'm rockin a muscle head car. I freestyle where ever I go woah-oh. I don't cry whenever I fall. . And I can run as fast as anyone I know.
Here comes the night time and it's knockin' at my door. Lady luck, she's come around and she wants a little more. Down on the boulevard they're screamin' like a child.
Looks like you're gonna take the easy way out. I heard you on the telephone with a friend. You said, "maybe we'll meet someday. In the middle of the street".
(lyrics: Les). . Look into my burning eyes. Red clouds tear the space. Fading spark like broken bloody thread. It's my hands that play the harp of life and death.
who's that in your chevelle?. is she your girlfriend now?. does she know the hell that comes. and its automatic when your gone.. i feel the fall tonight..
Nice licks. I can feel this is gonna be a rhythm and blues song. Nice, real nice, tasty. Wait a minute. . Well if you want it baby. Slide on up and take me home.
There's enough of us here. To make a go at the money. If your intentions are clear enough. There's nobody watchin'. . I have seen all the blacktop boys.
You see em comin at you every night. Strung on pretension they fall for you at first sight. You know their business--you think its a bore. They make you restless--its nothin you ain't seen before.
Is there something you've been waiting for. For a long time?. A stupid game where you've been keeping score. In your mind. . You write the books in your head.