push little baby scream out your words. papas going to buy you another dead bird. hush little darling and don't ask why. one day your mama go up and died.
saturday morning cartoons running bounds on your chest. sounding the crack of your belt and we knew what was best. . you can laugh it away. you can cry and you might.
To say that everything I knew was just a lie. A love, a hope, a dream. Well, what was it to you. You can hold it in when you live. But it comes out when you die.
A...S...S. . take a look at me now. take whatever you think u need. ahh, ahh, ahh. skin is turning to scar from the blood that you make me bleed. ahh, ahh, ahh.
I'm a lazy boy there's no doubt about it. Might take a miracle to get me started. I'm a lazy boy there's no doubt about it. Might take a miracle to get me started.
The music was new. black polished chrome. And came over the summer. like liquid night.. . The DJ's took pills to stay awake. and play for seven days. They went to the studio.
Your uncle's scandals shook the house of lords. Your daddy's squeezed out as chairman of the board. No more doctors write you no more 'scripts. No more intercontinental trips.
Johnny's trapping stars in his car. With the radio on. In the parking lot. . Lily heard a sound. While they were going down. Someone on el camino had been shot.
Hollywood looks good at night. The tvs get fine reception. But last night jean told steve. About her imminent conception. . She wants a plum tree for the house, for their child.
Seven blonde women. . They gather in the square. . They raise their hands up to the sun. . Their skin is so thin and white. . You know their fathers must surely be wealthy.
Love hurts, love scars, love wounds and mars. Any heart, it's not tough or strong enough. To take a lot of pain, take a lot of pain. Love is like a flower, holds a lot of rain.
Hey little big man. you aren't so tall without your friends. am I still a punker faggot. when they're not around. . 'cause now the odds are ven. and you know I'm gonna win.
I'm watching the wind blow back thunder across the sky. white lightning cracks and bends while my hair stands on end. rain falls like an avalanche cascading down on my head.
You got me lit up with a look of love. I could take you in a pick up truck. Like I'm choking. But I'm talking rough literature. And are you rolling about with the big son.
I know that you know. You know that I know. Its time for me to let go. Its time for you to move on. . Hating love. But desire broken hearts. Raging fury.
Last night in my dream. I heard you call my name. Whispered in my ear. Played our little game. Last night in my dream. You came to my bed. Last day in my life.
Expecting too much from the wounded. And blaming too much on the dead. Maybe I'm putting my faith in the weaklings. When instead of attacking I choose to defend.
I hardly ever get it right. But when I get it right I get it right. Come a little closer please. I find myself begging on my knees. . For Louise, Loui-i-i-se.
There's a girl, playing her piano, there's a little girl, playing her big piano. While her mother gives her an enema, while her mother. While her mother gives her an enema, while her mother.