{Michael. Ha ha ha. Huh. Ha}. . Miss America, sits in the shower. She's plucking hours from the sky. Picks up the telephone, into another home. Don't ask me why.
The trees are spinning oxygen. They're the rockets we should fear. If we go and let 'em off then we will disappear. Yeah, we will disappear, surely, we will disappear.
Mirrorball on a Jordan train. I was under sea then up for air again. . Ocean Park where the seagulls cry. I remember flying dragons too. I was there with you.
I left My street. I'm a guillotine. Pulling away in my machine. Where have I been now? Not you. . Shooting stars in my left arm. An alcohol low. Giving away time to Casio.
I was angry with my friend. I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe. I told it not, my wrath did grow. . And I watered it in fears.
Me you. We two. Trying to begin x2. . Me you. We two. Trying to begin x2. . And the wind will blow. But my love won't go. My love won't go. . Related.
Bill Barratt has a simple dream. He calls it his plan B. Bulidings in the sky and the air is sugar-free. And everyones very friendly. . Well, plan B arrived on a holiday.
Oh Maggie. Oh Maggie. Oh Maggie. Oh Maggie. . Wake up Maggie I think I've got something to say to you. It's late September and I really should be back at school.
Pedalling on a bicycle. I'm on my way to make a call. I try to touch you. Through the double glazing. But the curtains were drawn. The family gone away.
It's automatic. I need to unload. Under the pressure. Gone middle of the road. Fall into fashion. Fall out again. We stick together. Cause it never ends.
lost in colors. painted with silver dice. printed on fading sheets. with yellows, greys and whites. . harmonies couldn't get you to say. your voice always carrying.
Quit honking your horns. There's five other lanes. And I'm King of them all. Faster than light. With my fists in the air. If my body's alive. Then my soul's unaware.
J'ai mauvais caractère. Peut-être même un peu cruel. Un fichu caractère. J'suis un caractériel. . Déjà quand j'étais p'tit. J'étrivais mes amis. J'ai donné des ulcères.
Maudit qu'le monde est beau. Dans les vitrines, les magazines. Maudit qu'le monde est beau. Dans les annonces de Roberto. Câline qu'le monde est beau.
Well we met in the food court in the mall, She was in line at arbys and I was. sippin on a malt, Such a lovely girl I walked up to her, I wanna make u mine.
Aaah! Arghhh! Arghhhhhhhhhh!. . I do not need (he does not need). A microphone (a microphone). My voice is fuckin' (fuckin'). Powerful!. . Aaah! Arghhh! Arghhhhhhhhhh!.
[Talking]. Do another one here. This is my version of Jimmy Buffet's Margaritaville. Little different thought we had to bring it up in to the 90's. Its now called marijuanaville (eh eh eh eh eh).
kage:Yeah but you didn't fucking come up with this one. jack: Here I got some lyrics. Malibu Nights. Tangerine dreams. Malibu knees. Malibu dreams. Malibu,.
If lust and longing were all we knew. And love was kissing on the roofing view. Of the office workers and their camera phones. My heart would pump to let you know.
Tant pis si tout le monde s'éloigne de moi. Dommage, mais tant pis, si peu à peu je perds la foi. Mais je t'interdis de vivre loin de moi, loin de moi.