They need more green to fill in the holes of democracy. I need relief, they blame it all on the economy. Our country was cruising, we were doing great Then they started fucking with.
You tried to hold on tight, while I watched everyhing fall apart. You were always stuck on a worn out rhyme, when I wanted nothing at all. You wasted all those tears, cause I was never there.
And the day was dangerous to everyone. Well they're not surprised. It's just begun. . And the way that flat-top bitch was having fun. These were aching waves.
Well fold this up. There's a message somewhere. And I don't know what it is. And I don't know that I care. . And I pace myself. 'cause' there's no traffic lights.
no i don't give a shit about warhol. and oldenberg's really gone soft in the brain. now dali just wants to be cornholed. with one of those crutches he sold to man ray.
One day when life is taking you nowhere. And you need someone who really cares. When the love that you lost is found. And you will want me around. I'll meet you at the end of the rainbow.
Come aboard my ship, I've something to show you. Some new equipment to take us where we're going. A subspace machine, a hole in the fabric. Of the very being of the universe.
Late last night while wishing on a star. Down from the sky came a man in a car. He said "Get in, Jackson. Come on let's go for a ride". Outta sight. .
I never had a closer friend than you. I never had such good times as the ones we used to have together. You're the one I told my problems to. Throughout the years remained true blue.
It started off a routine day. I got through the morning in the usual way. I caught the bus on time. Good morning, Mr. Driver, drive. As I sat inside my overcoat I clutched my cane.
They used to tell me that I was just a fool. Dreaming away my time. But they soon found the more they put me down. The more I blocked them from my mind.
Staring out across the floor. This is what we're fighting for, for you. Taste the sweat, get off your knees. It doesn't matter if I scream, you see. .
I've lost my voice, I've said all I have to say. Youre thick as porcelain, as clear as cellophane. I miss the nervous shake, I miss the way it hurts. The way it killed to think that I had you first.
Don't want to face it, Erase it. Don't want to sleep in this basement. Don't want to write the word cold out anymore. Gotta blanket newspaper. Mr. Dirty coat for neighbor.
You read all headlines of the day n' wonder what. these papers want to say with news that only. take you away from your own thoughts in new. taxes to pay.
I must be out of my mind as I hear you call. My name even though I can't see you anywhere. Surely this feeling is coming from something. Someone gave me yesterday as I searched for you.
Long time ago, before the iceage, people lived in. perfect harmony with the nature in a system that didn't. give possibility for overpopulation. As the aksel of the planet (plan-et) was in its right.
Shake, shake, wake me up at daybreak, get me out the door. I love this place but if I leave here I will love it more. Cause I have felt the wheels inside my head.
So close to the coast, albatross round my shoulders. I felt like my wants were a dam in the river. I, I, I want to get back to sea. A breakdown is gonna set me free.
There were other ways of knowing:. he stepped into a yellow morning which seemed to him to be,. well, not gray but kind of a grayish maroon.. He couldn't figure out why;.