Pull up my pants. Now the camera crew has gone. In your statement to the police. Tell them how you turned me on. . But you were such an ugly child. You were such an awkward child.
Pull up my pants. Now the camera crew has gone. In your statement to the police. Tell them how you turned me on. . But you were such an ugly child. You were such an awkward child.
You can stay in the dark, brother. You can stay in the dark. You can stay in the dark, sister. You can stay in the dark. . I called for the African doctor.
Wala pa kayong mga kamay. Nandito na ang kaaway. Nasubukan mo na pang gumawa ng kanta. At 'di mo makukuha ang letra, letra. . Teka lang naman. . Hindi pa rin bumibigay.
Could you explain to a simple man. Why you always have to back away?. When something in your eyes. Is asking me to make you stay. . Let's say we're lost in a sudden storm.
(M--Mitchell; L--DuBois). Doug Riley: Piano and Clavinet. april in Toledo / talking to myself / talking to myself. she's hiding out in Lake Louise / says she's taking a break from my face.
(M--Mitchell; L--DuBois). she caught me in the washrooms / i had crayons in my hands. i want to make grafitti / i want to put a little blood / in america's veins.
(M--Mitchell; L--DuBois). she caught me in the washrooms / i had crayons in my hands. i want to make grafitti / i want to put a little blood / in america's veins.
Friday, Friday is a good time to shine. Night sea journey's, journey's to unwind. Losin' all survival signs. Rerun movies takin' all your time. . And a million vacations is what you've got in mind.
I don't know how the stars hang. Or how there's night and then there's day. I dont know how you spoke into the black. And made it all obey. . All I know is the bleeding in my heart.
I'm turning clouds into mountains. Like water into sweet wine. I'm closing the mouths of lions. Just around suppertime. . I'm turning gravel roads into golden highways.
the night it was lazy the streets were all crowded. i walked through the door at the top of stairs. she looked like a girl from a renaissance painting.
Say hello. Remain close to me. No good bye, suicide mystery. . The rat in your brain. Turns a wheel connected to your guts. And all your faults are in me.
Do do do, do do do, do do do, do do do. . Let's get the party started. All born to stay up late. No one gets out of this one. No one gets out of this.
What is life if not a joke. One night she went out for smokes. And they took her apart like a rag doll. In the back of a van in an Alabama motel room.
Hey Mr. Chips, how's the wife?. And are the kids still poison? Do you still eat them?. Been under the gun, running the guns. Say how'd this world get so fucking fun all of a sudden?.
I dreamed last night of sirens. by flashing I had found you. you just held my hand. by the bright lights in some ICU. even the plan-less have a plan. .
Today I'm leaving. This bullshit one-horse town. Full of Cowboys and Indians. Who only have balls when there's a camera around. . Where the girls they move to you.
Don't move, stay right where you are. Talking can only give you away. And there's so nothing to say. The voices say hello. . Imprisoned, they're invisible.
woh--woh--woh--. I'm sun kissed and I'm lying in Jamaica on soft white sand. I just wish you were sharing this third Margarita in my hand. woh--woh---woh--oh yeah.