One of the first things about you I did see. Is that you verse your views quietly. When nature verses truths I get violent feelings. But softly time will reply that's wise.
Til the very end. We'll be just as friends. I've known you better. You've seen my worst. So let's invent worse. . When a good night flounders and it's over.
Hello, hello, my name's Terry and I'm a law-abider. There's nothin' I like more than gettin' fired up on beer. And when the weekend's here. I exercise my right to get paralytic and fight.
I need something in my life to straighten me out. Let's rent this shed, we'll do vocals in the bog. Call toast pr tell 'em we've opened up shop. Campaign meetings at Warner, no coke and not drunk.
All these walls were never really there. Nor the ceiling or the chair. I'm eking weeks at peace on a beach. I see the breezes weave the trees. . These walls you'll find are yours and mine.
Yeah safe man, you okay? Just calling to ensure you got back in. Hope you coped yesterday 'coz I felt well damn grim. But yeah in the air on the plane my stomach was turning.
Yeah safe man, you okay? Just calling to ensure you got back in. Hope you coped yesterday 'coz I felt well damn grim. But yeah in the air on the plane my stomach was turning.
'Cos this world swallows souls. And when the blues unfold. It gets cold silence burns holes. You're going mad. Perhaps you always were. . But when things was good you just didn't care.
Another Dark Child classic. Teairra, wassup. Talk to 'em, talk to 'em. Whatchu want. Talk to 'em, talk to 'em. . You gotta come up with a better game than that.
We line the streets like soldiers daily. To let them know that we ain't fading. This is a beat, you can see it in my eyes. It's gonna stay like this, it's gonna stay like this.
Sharp darts spitting masters. Spitting darts faster. Shut up I'm the driver, you're the passenger. I'll reign superior. The pressure blows the dial on your barometer.
Uh. Ay T I see you nigga. look. . Streetz:. I'm young, wild & reckless, Got a bad chick in Texas/. All she listen to is Bun & Pimp, Old School Flexin'/.
Yeah, street level, oi, oi, yeah. That's it, right there. . 'Round there nothin' seems too big. At street level, same old thing, everyday. That's it, that's it, that's it.
Gaze up to the skies. Truth, you opened up my eyes. Eyes. . On the leg and a wing, we'll be wingin' it hard. On the wing of a prayer, on the wing of a car.
Oh, love is the answer. . I'm pretty good at puzzles but puzzled by people. And I don't trouble trouble and trouble don't trouble me. Stare at the paper, fold it in two.
I get back from tour and suddenly it doesn't seem like much fun to be off my face at quarter to 11am. . [Chorus:]. You're prangin out,. I see through you (I feel awful).
I get back from touring. Suddenly it doesn't seem like. Much fun to be off my face. At a quarter to eleven am. . You're prangin' out, I see through you.
wake up and smell the coffee. . stirring a word the conversation obsurd. like the herbs of work their pattiences and concured. wake up and smell the coffee.
From the point he gazed, from the choice was made. But walk the cave or the shore. The oily cave seemed to breathe on him from gravestone jaws. His little hand grasped in anguish as he weighed up his coin.
I am really okay, thanks, there's nothing to witness. I said as I look back from the edge of a cliff. The old man looking down, lend over the bridge. Stood with a grin as if a blessing had hit him.