Stop your messing around (ah-ah-ah). Better think of your future (ah-ah-ah). Time you straighten right out (ah-ah-ah). Creating problems in town (ah-ah-ah).
Of horses wet with melted ice. They would not heed my advice. And burdened limbs of its weight. To break and rot a whispered fate. . Please doctor, please.
Shining motorcycle. Through the trees we rifle. We're gonna drive all night home. We're gonna drive all night home. . Down to West Virginia. Like the blood within ya.
Well, I love this town like you do. We'll burn it to the ground. Pack your things and then you're gone. Call a new place home. . Like you do, like you do.
Don't make this fake. Last second of life. Faux obsolete. Assemble the empire. . Following fell on hard times. This one won't count. We won't count it at all.
Apathy falls in the ocean. At least we went down fighting. At the bottom of the ocean. The scenery can fail calm. Up till now, been riding fine, yeah.
Girl, You remind me of the summer time. But now you need time to clean your mind. Your'e tripping over what is wrong and right. Just decide, I've been waiting all night.
(Royston and Antony Langdon). . *Here, Antony writes a good-humored song about getting laid when all else fails. As a running joke, Ant claims to have written the song in a different city for every time the song is played.*.
Come on, come on. Everything's dandy. He's got slingshot teeth like a hot bamboo. He wakes up every morning at the crack o' two. Have you seen him?. Well, if you know who I mean there's no need to ask.
(Royston Langdon). . I wasn't perfect in the pastor's eyes. You say you love me and I don't ask why. Cause now I know. Now I know. . Two fools in love.
(Antony Langdon). . Additional lead vocals by Michael Stipe. . Slow breeze slipping through my fingers. Cold dreams ejected from my mind. Wet face pressed against a window.
(Royston Langdon). . Adam and Steve fell in love. In the Garden of Eden, they were. Meant to be as happy as Larry. And they never had to worry 'bout. Holding hands in the park.
(Royston Langdon). . *Here, Royston takes some swipes at Antony, and we are given a Roy's-eye-view of the two brother's sibling rivalry.*. . As he turns the page of a shining new card entitled, "To: the pissing of a stranger".
i live on the edge and don't know what my name is. but i know i'll be playing, whatever the game is. and once that you've blurred her it really no shame is.
Angela, your smile seems too bright today. And you eyes-big, brown, and glassy far away. Angela, it's hard to hold it all inside. Angela, don't cry. Angela, your square jawed words sound sure and strong.
She didn't mean to deceive you, believe me. But sometimes the hardest part is conceiving. The good intentions that you had. Now only came to this. And although she saw the mark.
I am the fold, in the wake. Watch me push her back and break. I lose all my friends, and wash away. All the fractures I've displayed. . But we still, hold on.
I feel something inside me wants to break free. I feel something inside me needs to change. I can't be living this way for too much longer. I feel I just can't be living this way.
it's beautiful with drunken eyes. i love it when you tell me lies. you're the devil in disguise. here's what i get for all of my tries. something's happened with my head.
Time drowns like a machine. Caught between the tides. Its twisted anchors drift below. Pressed like the pins in a map. Dressed in single file. Mark the places you won't go.