Seen it happen to a couple of friends.. See it happen and the message it sends.. Taking off for what's an obvious fall.. Just to see what all the fuss is about..
Ah, is there room for both of us? Both of us apart?. Are we bound out of obligation? Is that all we've got?. . I get the words and then I get to thinking.
Have a drink they're buying. Bottom of bottle of denial. . Big guy, big eye watching me. Have to wonder what it sees, sin. Progress laced with ramifications.
Every beach has a clown who thinks he knows it all. (han-ten outta Santa Fe when surf comes out tomorrow lets go). And he's always practicing his cowabunga call (cowabunga).
G-R-E-E-D. G-R-E-E-D. G-R-E-E-D. . It's a disease and they're all green. It emanates from their being. A satiation with occupation. . And like weeds with big leaves.
Do you wanna hear something sick?. We are but victims of desire. I'm gonna shake this thing. I wanna shake this pain before I retire. . I'm gonna see my friend,. I'm gonna see my friend.
Every night with the lights out, where you gone ?. What's wrong?. Every time you can try but can't turn on. Your rock song. . Got some if you need it.
It's out of my hands making your hands meet. Stumble as it's crumbling out of reach. It's in the cards of destiny your sanity in tow. . Designate my luck.
No more upset mornings. No more tired evenings. This American dream. I am disbelieving. . When the gas in my tank. Feels like money in the bank. Gonna blow it all this time.
Recorded by Fleetwood Mac.. . Loving you. Isn't the right thing to do. How can I ever change things. That I feel. . If I could. Maybe I'd give you my world.
Oh, please, don't go out on me, don't go on me now. Never acted up before, don't go on me now. I swear I never took it for granted, just thought of it now.
glorified g. . Got a gun, fact I got two. That's O.K. man, cuz I love god. Glorified version of a pellet gun. Feels so manly, when armed. Glorified version of a pellet gun (4x).
I'm sick and tired of hearing things,. from uptight, short sighted, narrow minded hypocrites,. all I want is the truth,. just gimme some truth,. I've had enough of reading things,.
He could've tuned in, tuned in... but he tuned out. A bad time, nothing could save him. Alone in a corridor waiting, locked out. He got up outta there, ran for hundreds of miles.
so all you fools. who sing just like him. feel free to do so now. 'cause he's dead. using, using, using. the using takes toll. isolation. just so happy to be one.
Looking back up the river. Every boat is leaking in this town. . Everybody's thinking. that they'll all be delivered. Save it in a box like lost and found..
The mind is grey like the city. Packing in and overgrown. Love is deep, dig it out. Standing in a hole alone. . Working for something. One can never hold.
I want for to lay down. I'm waiting till sundown, uh. I'm searching the haystacks. Water is sunshine. Wait for the moment. The moment between us. The fire is made now.
Everyone's a critic looking back up the river. Every boat is leaking in this town. Everybody is thinking they can all be delivered. Sitting in a box like lost and found.
If I ever were to lose you. I'd surely lose myself. Everything I have found, dear. I've not found by myself. . Try and sometimes you'll succeed. To make this man of me.