It's a long, long road, baby, I'll walk it.. It's a mountain high, baby, I'll cross it.. It's a deep blue sky, you know, I'll jump out in it.. There's nothin' I would not do for you, there's no limit..
Was it a light only she could see. A gypsy's spell, a mysetery. Something to cause our girl to roam. Was it a song only she could hear. Whispering charms in her ears.
Suicide isn't painless. It hurts like Hell. It's set aside for the famous. A little suicide sells. . Nothing lasts forever. But nothing ever did. It's big but it's not clever.
Come home, an absence of feeling. Slow down and mean what you say. What did you figure out, dear?. It's all whispering now. Shut your mouth. Your words.
When you've been watching the world die all day. And channel hopping won't make it go away. Put on your shoes come and share the blues with me. . This skinny swollen kiddie covered in flies.
I'm looking at you in the candlelight. I whisper softly in your ear. Feels like the stars are lining up tonight. I'm gonna hold you tenderly. Pull you close and.
You're like a cool breeze to a hot spell. You're like a long drink to a dry well. Oh I know by now there's no use thinking. That it's something in that water I've been drinking.
I wish I was a little more clear headed. so I could paste the pieces of last night. I try not to regret it. sifting through the laughter and the lies.
And you see that you're leaving. And you that you're gone. And you see there's no saying goodbye. All the trees in mourning. The light is late from the sun.
If you get out in the drivin' rain. Stand in the eye of the hurricane. And never think twice. If you turn your back on selfishness. Cause your thougts are for someone else.
This is not a love song and it serves no use. But if you want to sing along with some verbal abuse. It might make you feel better and it's good for the soul.
i ain't picked up my guitar in 15 days. some music man doesn't give a damn. what i have to say. but he's stealing tears and playing games. that i don't play.
Ground floor Shoppers' Paradise. Haberdashery, needles, spoons and knives. Knuckle dusters, glass jaws and wooden hearts. . Spend your money girls, on sprays and lipsticks.
You've been saying for the longest time that the time has come. You've been talking like you're of a mind to get some changing done. Maybe move out of the city, find some quiet little town.
Now, Sheriff Fatman started out. In business, a granny farmer. He was infamous for fifteen minutes. And he appeared on Panorama. . But then he somehow got himself on board.
He wants to own your heart. He already owns your soul. No matter what you do. He's always in control. And when he calls your name you have to follow. Like moths into a flame, no fear or sorrow will fall upon you.
(Matraca Berg, Gary Harrison). He was working through college on my grandpa's farm.. I was thirsting for knowledge and he had a car.. I was caught somewhere between a woman and a child..
When it's been that kind of day baby. When everything is not what it should be. Everybody's had their say. Let's just say today is history. . And keep keeping the faith.
She parks her car on Woodland Street. She's got a job at the meat-n-three. She's kind of pretty in a perculiar kind of way. And I try hard to like her.
I, James Robert Injustice. Being of unsound body and mind. Hereby bequeath all my worldly goods. To anyone who wants 'em. . The debts that I got from gambling.