Tell me what you're doing coming in so late at night. I wanna know. You say you're going out with childhood friends from way back when. Where do you go?.
(...700 hertz). . Ain't that just you. you know the facts, but you. haven't got a clue. about me or my life, why don't. you try and take the time. till then what am I supposed.
Try to put yourself in my place. Its written all over my face. Im closer to God. Ive shed my dirty old skin. Grown a brand new feeling. Im closer to God.
Life pours down into the neon heart (It's late at night). Cement City is all a-spark (Yeah that's right). The whores are loose and the dames are abroad (My pants are tight).
Reasons for believing in anything. Are few and far between these days. And I am just a boy who can't say no. Things are so much clearer in a haze. And you don't know, so why not give it a chance.
Somewhere up town late last night. Around 9 o'clock there was a black snake. Crawling up the Latin American stairs. With his slicked black cockroachair.
Though you know you have to go. It's much too hard to do. Pack all your things. though you only have a few. We have got no business here. there's nothing left for us.
Drag the shades across the window. Dont answer any knock at the door. Keep your hand on the weapon beside you. Keep your eyes out for the law. . Dont you know and you gotta be all you can be.
Hand me down a strong panacea,. One that's guaranteed to make me feel like Hercules,. There's flies everywhere, buzzing in the air,. Filling my body with filth and disease....and I think,.
Leaves everywhere outside your house. running after you 'cos you walk too fast. And we can't find a cab. looks like the Northern line again. Remember that time outside your room.
Sittin' in the front row. Mary of the fourth form. Turnin' all the boys on. She's turnin' all their heads around. Hitchin' up her short skirt. Stretchin' out her long legs.
You're pretty and you know it. You're stupid and you show it. If there's a soul behind your face at all. I'm struggling to see it. Now smile for the camera.
I was sitting with the band. A drink in each hand. There wasn't much to say. . He asked me for my name. Said he was glad he came. He wished that he could stay.
Sittin' in the front row. Mary of the fourth form. Turnin' all the boys down. She's turnin' all their heads around. Hitchin' up her short skirt. Stretchin' out her long legs.
Here they go, lying again. beating everybody at their favourite game. but in the end nobody wins no. . Here they go let's pretend the rules have changed but the.
It's easy to hide behind a smile, behind an ugly grace. It's easy to talk behind the back, it's harder to the face. It's easy to drink than to think, it's all so easy then.
It was last night baby when I caught your eye. Sssh don't tell nobody but I almost died. And like a beach bunny sobbing on a shag pile rug. I thought of "Going to a Go-Go".