Sometimes I wanna take you down. Sometimes I wanna get you low. Brush your hair back from your eyes. Take you down let the river flow. . Sometimes I go and walk the street.
I've been here once before. The feelings are familiar but the faces have changed. And the last time I swore. I'd never put my self out on the line that way.
why don't we hold still until the cops drive by. they don't care about us they couldn't care less about you or I. all the way home the quietness and the radio played on.
Disco roller frisbee punk rockers. We can be just like you. It's a changing world. Everything changes. Seasons and everything changes just like you. It's a strangeling world.
If I had a gun for every ace I have drawn. I could arm a town the size of Abilene. Don't you push me, baby. 'Cause I'm all alone and you know I'm only in it for the gold.
She got the hot light shining on you. The kids are sleeping now she's making her move. She gets dirty from the Frederick's store. You fall asleep because you've seen it before.
Dirty old town, dirty old town. They've got all your little problems clearly written down. But you don't even know and you can't even see. And oh the butterfly that you're going to be.
When I close my eyes to fall asleep. The radio takes over my room. I try to sympathize and think it's me. But I just hear the same old tunes. I watch the little line as I turn the dial.
Well, lucky number seven passed me by. Lucky number seven called my name and passed on by. Well, he came back, don't you know with his brother six in tow.
In the blue city. Candle fires burn bright. Everybody listens while the old man tells 'em why. everything has gone away under the red sky. . In the new order under the new moon.
dearest when you called my what a relief. the photo from the phone and the counting of the teeth. the most terrible part was how calm inside everyone was.
G-d-bm-d-a-g. D-a-d-g-d-a-d. D-g-d-g-d-bm-d-a-d (ending: g-d-a-d-g-d-a-g-d). . Well, lucky number seven passed me by. Lucky number seven called my name and passed on by.
dear, all of us held hopes that. maybe this won't be any better or worse than before. you lying there wondering what about left to care. don't tell me what to feel, don't you dare.
Cold night down on Mean street. Wet shoes in the telephone stall. I'm trying to explain it. But I don't have the change to make the call. She thinks I'm running 'round with that waitress.
talking and talking in circles again. we've talked about this before. and in the way that your mouth shapes the words. i could hear them a hundred times more.
Man on a rooftop talks to me. He said, "Does anybody down there see what I see? Fill. your glasses with the magic that's around you,. love is everywhere. Love is everywhere..
this indian girl walks out into traffic. the traffic stops then she's causing havoc and. then roll up the windows dial the cellphone. get the cops to get out here i just want to get home.
Oh, yeah I feel alright tonight. Oh, man the stars are bright tonight. Like we could reach right out. And help yourself to them. . 'Cause what we want and what we need.
county road christmas time everybody's flying in. past the rows of trees where for ten dollars even. the lady'll tie them up with string and mistletoe.
Previously known as 'miss santa cruz county'. So let's all be someone else. I'm tired of being myself. Let's all be someone else. . You could be someone else.