Remember the time we raced along the coast?. Too bad you can't hold it in your hand. So tight, all to soon it slips away. Do you remember that day?. .
Well, they're out in the yard. Said it took them all night. Over the hillon a prayer and a pill. To the fifth one down on the right. . Time to take a vacation.
Run Silent, Run Deep. . His face cried out from the flood,. Fish me out and I'll do you some good,. You, who are blood of my blood. You'd kill me for kicks if you could..
Now its years since your body went flat. And even memories of that are all think and dull, all gravel and glass. But who needs them now displaced they're easily more safe.
Thinking about the time we share. And how I wasn't there. It hurt me. These people overwork me. Then I heard maybe soon you'll leave. Excuse me lord if you have tricks up your sleeve.
Fuckin' posers. Yo yo yeah, yo yo yeah, yo yo yeah, yo yo yeah, uh, yeah. Fuckin' posers, it's almost over now, it's almost over now. . For all you fuckin' posers, yeah.
I'm sick of all the days gone by. When I didn't have you to myself. I'm tired of E-mail conversations. It could be someone else. You say you need me. Like the roses need sun or they'll die.
Being burned by the flame. I believe it's not the same. A sign of the time. It's a very dangerous game. I simply can't ignore. What's causing so much war.
I beg your pardon. I never promised you a rose garden. Along with the sunshine. There's gotta be a little rain some time. When you take you gotta give so live and let live.
Peace takes a taxi to the underground. I want to love the world but I don't know how. I blame it on the DJ playin' all the fast songs. Ain't spinnin' anything that I can sing along.
Bust up. No trust. Getting along. Best get clean, get on. . She's gone, I'm gone. Ruff stuff. Something's wrong. Best get clean, get on. . I'm spending all her money.
I've been lost and now found my way. Take me down and save, show me the way. Take me places that I want to stay. Here's to today, here's to today. . I've been knocked but now I'm on my feet.
Suck my mouth, suck my pain away. Suck my mouth, suck my pain away. Helplessness, I am hard to stain. Potentially inappropriate. . I am naked before you.
Let me tell ya about the kinda guys that like me. They're in jail, either that, or they are slumming. And walking on the wild side. . I guess you could say I'm just like Jody Watley.
Hard to imagine, so hard to perceive. To find an expression for what it all means. Panic and struggle, death and decay. It's coming together in relative ways.