Said goodbye to Miss Jenny, sleeping on a subway grate. Say goodbye to all the ladies, waiting for the tricks to show. Got a hundred dollars, more than I need to score.
When it's 4:30 in the morning. And the vacuum sucks you in. The tell tale trace of guilt upon your face. The sidewalk feels just like your skin. . When your heart is full of winter.
Thought my days here were given up for forgotten. Can't burn cedar, it must come out by the roots. I'm not driving, but I'm taking bets. Six full hours and we ain't crossed it yet.
Don't know where I've been. For I thought I'd listened well. All your warnings,. I've had plenty. You sure had me going. Down to the ringing of a bell.
Find a way into society. There might be a way -mediocrity. I'll travel that road. Some others have tried. You might laugh at me. You've got so much pride.
Now the party's over, I'm so tired. Then I see you coming out of nowhere. Much communication in a motion. Without conversation or a notion. . Avalon. .
You've heard of Ali Baba, forty thieves had he. Out for what we all want, lots of L.S.D.. He also had a camel, stole it from a zoo. How he loved the camel, and the camel loved him too.
It's easy to fall in love. When you fall in love you know you're done. You got easy eyes to hunt. And the world above needs your blood. In the cold veins of the richest man.
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Invasion hold me I could melt. Just a warning I've been through hell. Persuasions and holy hell. If only time would turn its back again. . Except for this I would collapse.
I can't seem to find any peace tonight.. I just can't get right,. and I'm wondering if I know where to go.. I just wish I was home,. instead of layin' here alone..
I met a man on a train. The kind of man who puts fire out with flame. I made a note of his name. I dare not say it I'm afraid of his fame. We met one Sunday at dawn.
I don't fake it I make the party rock. back to the future we gonna stop the clock tick tock. just like sly high on the groove. u cant understand it so heres what im gonna do yeah..
My eyes alone are enough to stare. Alright. Alltime. Gonna get you home daddy. I'd rather be I'd rather be alone. Alright. Alltime. Gonna get you home daddy.
I must be brave. Come, come what may. Can I be saved?. Is there a way at the opera tonight?. . I've made my peace. No chance for peace. I hold no grudge.
Feel the fire. Burning outta control. It's a flaming desire. But don't you call it love. . It's gotta hold on me. Never wanna let it go. Well, over here, little girl.
Let's talk it over now. We both have a lot to say. Let's get it over now. We can't let it go this way. . We've shed our tears, we've played our parts.
Is there no sign of light as we stand in the darkness. Watching the sun arise?. Is there no sign of life as we gaze at the waters. Into the strangers eyes?.
For my own part. I have never had a thought. Which I could not set down in words. With even more distinctness. Than that with which I conceived it. . There is however a class of fancies.
(elliott, parsons, bairnson). . Vocal john f. kennedy. Guitars ian bairnson. Drum programing stuart elliott. Keyboards gary sanctuary, richard cottle, stuart elliott, and alan parsons.