Oh, what a crazy party,. All the gang's here too,. The beat is really jumping,. Like a kangaroo,. I'm full of soda and potato chips,. But now I wanna get a taste,.
I'll lose myself in a moment. Can't find my way out for days. I'll come to you on my hands and knees, on my hands and knees. . I ran out of luck, when I fucked up.
Piggy Roy was a sugar trader, living on the brink. Couldn't make enough of it, dealing on King street. It was a hard hard time, near the store that named a town.
DUPLEX TRIP. List to be safe. Keep your mind off your ma. List to be safe. Gotta let the light shine out. List to be safe. Let the trees hang over. List to be safe.
In an unheard dream you're the pantomime. Your footsteps creep in the doorway. Blue eyes that burn their way through mine. A silk temptress fading. My memory knows the reasons why you cannot stay with me.
Can you hear me when I'm trapped behind the mirror?. A doppelgänger roaring from my silent kind of furor?. . If you're quiet, you can hear the monster breathing....
Can you hear me when I'm trapped behind the mirror?. A doppelgänger roaring from my silent kind of furor?. . If you're quiet, you can hear the monster breathing....
From a stage in your heart. I can tell that you're far from yourself when you barter your lust for your health. And when you claim it's all a play, and you just don't care.
Awkward things come to an end.. That's why I blocked my heart,. And chained it to the wall. Cause you haven't been there at all.. . In time my house became a place,.
Pioneers will get the arrows. But you know now, that's where you'll find me. Won't stop striving, can't stop working. You know I'll be known at the gates.
I come in pieces alone. To speak a horrible truth. I've been so wrapped in myself. I've been a burden for you. . I make no promise to keep. A different lie on my lips.
Some are born to lose their heads. And some are born to use them. And some will never know their ends. And some are born to choose them. . Don't you let your fantasies.
Chris Rainbow - Lead Vocals. The traveler is always leaving town. He never has the time to turn around. And if the road he's taken isn't leading anywhere.
Come down. To the depths of abnormality. Losing your sense of self worth. Faced with poverty or sensible assimilation. You feel so inert. . Taking back.