Have yourself a wicked hardcore christmas. You know those yankees lost. from now on the red sox are no longer cursed. Have yourself a friggin awesome christmas.
The autumn howled around the heads. That hung so slack, with lips so red. The blooms had withered leaves were shed. Tongues stuck in jaws sad clowns parade.
The mid-day sky was grey and purple. At least it wasn't blue. I want the sky to be the way I am. And what I do. For I have been a lost and lonely. Sailor on your sea.
A skyhole here, the sun's let in. It melts the ice, it melts my skin. The oceans rise, the lands recede. Cities crumble, vermin feed. . We will all go together when we go, when we go.
Bad weather gathers all along the coast. When the storm clouds gather. And my blood runs cold. If we can't go further. When we get to the shore. Then we have to turn around.
I forget how it started. But everyone knew of the cause. Hard out of the sun with a vengeance. And all was then lost. . They crawled into homes. And yet all of the old ways were gone.
Don't want no television. I don't need another drink. I don't need drugs or chemicals. Don't even wanna think. . All I wanna look for is a place. Where I can see reflections of that face.
Being just contaminates the void. Being just contaminates the void. . I remember, some years back, a punky reggae party. And a girl who measured your neck.
You called me forth amid the waves. And wayward waters. That kind of trust I've never found. I always wind up sinking down. Was I really dead. At the bottom of the ocean?.
Agenda my beautiful agenda. The one that never dies. I'll shout it in the megaphone. I'll wear it like a French cologne. I'll scream it in the telephone.
There must be some kind of way out of here. Said the joker to the thief, yeah. There's too much confusion. Mmm I can't get no relief. . Business men, they drink my wine.
Hey, you think I treat you like a ghost don't you?. When I pass you in the hallway?. But I'm just afraid. That satin and lace. Would rip both our hearts in two.
I'm wandering the town all light off. I don't know where I'm leaving for. The muddy rain start to fall on me. And I'm walking down to subway. . I can't see all around me.
Desert Rose. Why do you live alone. If you are sad. I'll make you leave this life. Are you white, blue or bloody red. All I can see is drowning in cold grey sand.
Now you're walking the well-healed ground. Upon a fragile course. The Gin Lane talk has been getting you down. 'Cos the hero Blake could not be found.
Gunshots shatter the peace of night. it's just another fire fight. for the people of this little town. but for the dying soldier. he's feeling ten yerars older.
Jesus, Mother, Mary, God. All of you who claim to know the soul. What's your view?. Let me take you by the hand. Show how it isn't planned. What they say about you.
When I dream, I get pictures of the world I've never seen. I'm playing parts upon the silver screen. I'm anything my dream wants me to be. The picture always ends with you and me.