skyscraper so call said. they're choking out the sun. and we're all so paranoid of everyone. there's no trust, no love. no future for mankind. if this life's about getting ahead.
Hey man there's a hole in my arm where all the money goes. Jesus christ died for nothin' I suppose. . Cop shoot cop. I believe. I believe that I have been reborn.
Little Johnny's almost stuck. 'Coz first he jumped and then he looked. Those tracks of time, those tracks are mine. Little Johnny's occupied. . Come on, come together.
He says she said that the counters in the room was a paranoia. It's hard to believe the walls can breathe. But I see it in my eyes. I see it in my eyes.
I can see the future, deep inside tomorrow. I can smell the burning, the way you feel. Guarding all the children, is not love the answer?. You cannot pretend your life is real.
I love my little baby. I'm gonna get so close to you. I'd walk a hundred thousand miles. Just to get your inner view. . Well, my little darlin'. Oh, when I see you I get hot.
Well, you can ride on the crest of a wave. If that's where you want to be. But does the look on your face. Mean you're really feeling happy?. . Or do you feel like you're standing on a wooden leg.
A se changer en roi. A hurler la lune. A traquer la fortune. Tout a pour trainer son poids. Au risque de s'y plaire. Au moment de s'y croire. Sonnez les courants d'air.
Legs up to her shoulders. All the way back down. She's not playin', she knows what she's doin'. And the word's out on the town. She wanna be a cheerleader.
I'm not a cool guy anymore. as if I ever was before. I took a look at all the signs. then rolled it over in my mind. the feelings I could not release.
so pissed off i can't get it off my mind. because it's happened again for the second time. i know she'z lying but I believe her anyway. because I wanted things to turn out my way.
How far away is sleep now?. In between the sheets it's cool. Hidden under blankets of plastic. And cellophane blue. . The temperature is rising. And I will fake a fever too.
Hey blood come around. Come check out my part of town. I want to see you there tonight. But in my neighborhood. You know the chicken's good. I want to see the black men fight.
Calling Elvis, is anybody home. Calling Elvis, I'm here all alone. Did he leave the building. Or can he come to the phone. Calling Elvis, I'm here all alone.
Dave Alvin/Tom Russell. (Blue Horn Toad Music, BMI, and Frontera Music, ASCAP, administered by Bug Music). . I'm just tryin' to make a livin'. I'm an old man at thirty-nine.
Once upon a time not long ago. When people wore Adidas and lived life slow. When laws were stern and justice stood. And people was behaving like hip-hop was good.