Start the motor let the engine spin. Give it fuel so it can't stop within. Precious harmony I say. Won't you open the door. Let me in let me stay. In your arms under your wing.
Big stretch and not much sleep. With a big palm tree rubbin' against my cheek. I got a bright blue Saturday. And the rummage sellin' the rubbish to me.
I'm waiting for You. Until you give my spirit wings. I'm waiting for You. Until winter breaks into spring. . In the air of truth I held up my bruised spirit.
i inhale take it in the hate the anger. it clouds my thinking it pulls me under. further further my eyes lose sight. my ears grow deaf my mouth is gagged.
Big stretch and not much sleep. I got a couple of palm trees on each side of my cheek. And it's a bright blue Saturday. And the rummage sells the rubbish to me.
[Note: words in () are sung by Billy]. . You and me we should get out of this town tonight. Cause everywhere I put my foot down. It's just another concrete block waiting for me.
Big stretch and not much sleep. I got a couple of palm trees on each side of my cheek. And it's a bright blue Saturday. And the rummage sells the rubbish to me.
As if I could. Arm Wrestle with a slit wrist. You better save me from myself. My words are a fist. I'm so through with me fighting for You. You better Save me from myself.
It's the smallest things. That have a tendency to hurt for the longest time. It's like you found a way inside. . But this time I'm not going to follow you down.
The clothesline of cold eyes. Is washing away the face before. Now tell me what's wrong you see everyone's gone. You gotta do your best to decorate this dying day, this dying day.
How come, girl was there when I needed one. How come, girl was there when the song is done. Some say, open your eyes to a brighter light. Okay, open my hart and never lie.
Put the knife in the table. Deck of cards fly across the room. This game has ended someone need to die. Cause i put my life on the table but forgot the risk i assume.
There's a price you will pay when you're on top of the world. Oh, when everyone wants to be your friend or companion. There's a fine line between your own heaven and hell.
How've they dared to be. Such miguided creatures. How've they dared to be. Of such evil nature. . Spiral up to doors all sealed. No turning back. Red door to Discordia.
I think I've stayed for the last time, goodbye. Hope is so much closer to beauty than sorrow. I think I'll leave and leave self pity to die. Reflection is always brighter than shadow.
I've got to buy some shoes. These ones are getting loose. My feet are shrinking in the sun and it ain't fun. But it looks like rain up ahead in forty miles.
The charade is over now. Still you're trying to hide it somehow. Am I wrong when I say a piece is missing?. Inside is screaming you stay quiet. No one is listening.
Ever have the feelin',. of maybe blowin' your face upon the ceilin'?. Have you ever stopped to wonder what your life might feel like. down, down, down, down, way under?.
Tempting life. Won't come and beg for the last time. It's already ours we just came here to claim it. And we are not paying a dime. In the street you'll find us.
Does it ever seem like you're living in a story someone else wrote. Everything you've done was all scripted out. Getting thrown in all directions but the path I want isn't there.