Well what do you know here we are again. Been a long time I can't remember when. Well I wrote another one and I guess who it's for. Don't mind if I 'm embarrassed I can't take it anymore.
When our toasters finally come to kill us. A creator complex will fulfill us. Follow me down near the road ahead. Where we mean everything that we've ever said.
Crush me softly or cradle me hard. And the more I wanted was the scariest part. A measure of control, well, not this time. And I wanted to learn so I claim the lesson as mine.
Sweet talkin' hippie. Cross your killin' floor, baby. Gonna come a little closer. 'Cause you know I want more, baby. . Don't run off. Don't you be afraid of me.
If Cyrano De Bergerac. Fell prey to the blades of fifty men. With a heart and a sword. He'd drive them back. . Perchance to see Roxanne's. Eyes light up the sky again.
Original performer: robert johnson. . Hidehey. Baby don't you wanna go. Back to that same old place. Sweet home chicago. . Come on. Baby don't you wanna go.
She smokes my last cigarette. She forgives me but I don't know it yet. And I don't ask but sometimes why is beautiful. She's a little cheap, but worth the wait.
Support your local emperor. Pay him tribute every time. Let it be known he holds your fate. From his fingertips shall flow the wine. . Tell him when he speaks the air is sweet.
Original performer: stevie wonder. . Very superstitious. Writing's on the wall. Very superstitious. Ladder's about to fall. Thirteen-month-old baby. Broke the looking glass.
Breathe. It's better than nothing. Believe. Like I know you can fly. Straight through the light now. Hold on, I'm your man. . And, oh, it's a strange world.
Oh, say can you see, by the dawn's early light. What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming. . Whose broad stripes and bright stars, thro' the perilous fight.
Stand, stand and walk. Tragedy is cheap and so is talk. The decision yours to make, what will you do?. In the end it comes back to you. 'Cause it's a long way to fall.
Spinning, spiraling machine. Tumble and toil in my command. Imagination, be my eye. Bring your vision to my hand. . Spinning, spiraling machine. I've a prayer for you to hear.
In an act of desperation she tried to play the game. And finalize the deal, now they would never be the same. He wondered if inside him, he should have hidden what was real.
Just think about what you and I have been through. And tell me why I should not be afraid. I said, "I don't want to hear about the promises they told us".
Silent night, holy night. All is calm, and all is bright. Round yon virgin mother and child. Holy infant so tender and mild. Sleep in heavenly peace. Sleep in heavenly peace.
Music: simon & garfunkel lyrics: john popper. . Well, my eyes are tired and my knees are weak. And so's my soul, it's been one hell of a week. Not much else could go wrong.
Original performer: the clash. . Come on you've got to let me know. Should I stay or should I go?. If I go there will be trouble. And if I stay it will be double.