jimmy would always look out. at all the motorcycles. as they passed him by. in his mama's car. they was going somewhere. not very far. . but jimmy just sat in the backseat thinking.
Broke-down. Stuck here in the same old place that we've been. For so many years, Baby, please don't hold me back. I'm ready to go. Burnt-out. Void of any power, I realize now I gave it up so freely.
Lyric: Grant. . It is neither fair nor reasonable to expect sadness. to confine itself to it's causes. Like a river in flood,. when it subsides and the drowned bodies of.
It rains for days. So you stay inside and lock your door. Cryin' all the time. Crying for, you don't know what for. . You say, you're undone by his kiss.
You stupid man. Can't collect your stupid thoughts. With a pay check. Fist to fist your hands shake. Careful to choose the laws you break. . You can't say that.
When I was in service in Rosemary Lane. I won the good will of my master Amberdine. Until a young sailor came there to stay. And that was the beginning of my misery.
We've been riding all night and the skies that diminish are right to be known. We've been finding insight in what we knew to be right from the day we were born.