Oh,. don't it hurt deep inside. To see someone do something to her. Oh,. don't it pain to see someone cry. . Oh, especially when someone is her.. . Silence is golden....
A well a everybody's heard about the bird. B-b-b bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word. A well a bird, bird, bird, the bird is the word. A well a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word.
Well, you've always got schoolbooks. You've always got toys. You never go hungry like. Some of the boys. But something is not quite right. It's not what it seems.
Valium glances beneath plastic flowers. Heathens and sinners and men of the hour. In massage parlors on bended knees. You always wanted to please in Sodsville.
Desire and despair and decadence. All wrapped up in providence. Your misery which you let bleed. Your sense of sentiment. . You climb the stairs and have no cares.
A harbor dance, I didn't live my youth. With sufficient recklessness. Yeah, I envy your youth, yes, I envy your youth. I envy your youth, yes, I envy your youth.
This old world won't take me home. I said sure for the hell she goes. Well I don't know man. Well I don't know man. (I sure know I'm here). Oh, say it ain't so.
Is this what they call love?. Is this what they call love?. Is this what they call love. On a Saturday night?. . I'm just a man. I'm just a man. Not even a great one.
Well tell me, where it all went wrong. And tell me, where you lost those damn songs. I can't say, I was surprised. Oh I heard a drink was involved. . Oh you gotta be, oh you gotta be.
Well tell me, where it all went wrong. And tell me, where you lost those damn songs. I can't say, I was surprised. Oh I heard a drink was involved. . Oh you gotta be, oh you gotta be.
She sleeps alone without her clothes on. While I dream of how things could have been. She doesn't want me and I don't know why. I left a message in the midnight sky.
Fee fi fo fum. Smell the blood of a gullible bum. Brain dead bored bought into the fraud. Bigger, harder, faster, more. . Trying to find some way of stopping.
Arabia, Arabia, Arabia. . 6 o'clock in the mornin'. I'm the last person in this plane still awake. Y'know, I can almost smell the blood washin' against the shores.
Mirror, mirror on the wall. You've watched me grow since I was small. So what will I regret the most. The things I do or the things I don't?. The deeper you peer into my soul.
You're floating down a tunnel in a little wooden box. You're cold and you're lonely and enveloped in fog. You've been pried open and left here to die.
Mirror, mirror on the wall. You've watched me grow since I was small. So what will I regret the most. The things I do or the things I don't?. The deeper you peer into my soul.
I like you, I think that you're pretty good. But I think that you think, that I. Well, that I'm a bit undercooked. . I'm lazy, I play silly jokes and go over the top.
In my solitude you haunt me. With reveries of days gone by. In my solitude you taunt me. With memories that never die. . In my solitude I'm praying. Dear Lord above.
As I sat in the back of that old taxi cab. Waitin' for the evenin' to come. On every street of this city. I heard you call my name. . You're the strangest feeling I ever had.