When I become famous, I'm gonna get a fake accent, I'm gonna walk up his stairs with the tightest pants on and the tightest shirt on struttin' like a mutha fucka.
I'm gonna wash his scent right out of my skin. I'm gonna drown his words right out of my head. Take me to a safety zone where I can't do myself no harm.
I'd like to make a documentary of everything that's occurred between you and me. Put us on an independent film for the whole entire world to see. Cause everybody's watchin' you and me, cause they can't seem to just let it be.
A trip today, about seventeen times, I was walking. Down the street saying, "Keep in line, keep in line". I wandered for about 17 feet, found my destination.
Welcome, take my hand and I'll show you to a place. A spacey place, a place with space. Where there's a vase in a case. And flowers in the vase and my, my, my.
One of these days. I'm gonna be happy. One of these days. I'm gonna piss all over myself laughing. One of these days. I'm gonna get the punchline. I said one of these days.
Is it over now? If it's safe to come out. From behind these walls we've built. With bitter words and silence. We'll be on our way. . I will break mine down and I'll climb over yours.
Thursday came, I was tired of the fire engines. Tired of the taxi cabs, tired of the elevators. Tired of the door-man smiling, when I know he wants to.
My day at the ocean. It's my day for collecting shells. It's my day for some fishin'. It's my day at the ocean. . I pick up a shell, put it to my ear.
I'm gonna drink my whiskey, gonna have my man. I know you got nothing to say. I'm gonna have my man, I'm gonna steal their hearts. And save them for another day.
He shines like the moon. And he knows just who I am. And ever since I looked into your eyes. I love you. . La, la la la, la la. La da da, da da. La da da, la da da.
Stranger gives a homeless man a ticket to Hawaii.. Giving him an option to sleep on the streets,. or sleep on the beach.. So the bum excepts the ticket graciously..
Wanda. My playful little friend. Who lives inside of me. She's good to joke. She's good to prank. She's good to laugh. . But cannot see. Poor Wanda. Blind since the day.
I live here in exile. My home is not my heart. They're miles and oceans apart. . So I long for the mountains. Beyond the grey city walls. I pray, tonight they'll fall.
There's a tree in the city, it ain't lookin' pretty. Blessed with stress, smog clogging feelin' shitty. There's a river on the highway, things ain't goin' my way.
Why be normal when you can be weird. Why show your face when you can rock a bead. Why fly a plane when you can fly a jet. Why have a man when you can have a pet.
My sweet tooth cavity shoots. Pain up in my brain bringin' on the rain. Look at the sad sack frown. So I'm puttin' on my gravity boots. cruisin' around town cruisin' around town.
Go ahead and figure it out. I will lend an open ear. When you find out what she's all about. Lust is such a fleeting desire. She'll spark you up and light your flame.
I've been looking through your window. I've been confiscating your mail. I've been tapping into your phone line. I put bugs inside your molars. . I fantasize my life with you.
It gets under my skin, deep in my bones I've got a tainted soul. I keep washin' my hands try to come clean. But the soaps like a brick of black coal. And I try, I try I try to be good and pretty.