[Chorus:]. If you don't look you won't see. Everybody is Hercules. If you don't watch you won't be cool. And nobody will like you. . You just experienced the latest invention.
If I only can't decide. The crystal eight ball's on the table. Thanks for nothing. Here's my only prayer. Thin air. . Long ago. The other night. Far, far away.
From the first time that I saw you. I thought you crawled out of US magazine. It's no wonder that it wasn't all you. All the things that I wanna be. .
People say you're stupid and fat. And your face resembles the ass of a rat. In the schoolyard no one would play. You'd say "Hi" and they'd run away. Your teachers all say you're dumb as shit.
Float flushed, flowing like a river. Try to suffer this calamity. Drift swim, hover and decide. You requested my humanity. . It's a complex state. Another dimension.
An old man cuts his face. But not because the razor's dull. It's from his hands shaking. From the lack of what he's taking. Not like an old man's memories.
Freedom, justice, power of reason. Peace, opportunity, compassion, equal equality. These are the things we need. The same stars shine on everyone. . We're blessed, we agree, we receive.
Bring me the heads of mine former opponents. Make minor arrangements with tall prostitutes. Then run through their ranks in stolen Volkswagens. And show me your gashes, show me your gashes.
I'm tired of explaining that it wasn't supposed to be allowed. I'd buy it but it wasn't supposed to be like this. You can't touch me cos I'm never over.
Married life in prison is a lottery. Conditions are dickensian at best. Celebrate animals celebrate animals. Standing in the corner like you've pissed yourself.
>From the album: Perfect Timing. Such a strange obsession coming over me. Seems that I can't face that stark reality. Need to find the answer. Need to find a way.
Dressed like angels, just off the medicine show. With track marks, painting such a pretty blue. Last one in line for the healing of woes. I can see the faces looking pretty grim.
(Music--Kim Mitchell; Lyrics--Pye DuBois). u got detective eyes / and u refuse my lies. a hand on a shoulder / a hand on a gun. but the hand takes a hand / before the gun takes a gun.
(M--Mitchell/L--DuBois). i got rock and roll shoes. i got T.V. blues. and i don't have any friends here among the cats heare among the cats. i got the cure for the flues and i really don't mind the screws.
(Music--Kim Mitchell/Lyrics--Pye DuBois). tomorrow don't be here today / take a cruise take a holiday. cold morning and the drums / blue eyes in the window sun.
My hands are dirty. My collar blue. But I got love strong enough for you.. If you were my woman. And I was your man. I'd love you as strong, as hard as I can.
Hey!. What ya wanna do about this thing?. Be careful with that game you're tryin to bring. I'm trying so hard just to ignore. But all of my thoughts just seem to form around you.
Happytimes are here again. And I've been gone a while. But you can still call me friend. We can play in the sun and laugh forever. I'm so glad that we're back together.
There's the house, there's the doorway, been locked out. The lights are out anyway and loosely reconditioned. To be just so refined, a last grasp at the life worth living.