Colour in the shade of winters tide. I'm not waiting,. diving, diving down.. Nothing left for star gazing tonight. and i know you're diving,. diving down to the sea,.
sandflies all over me. crystalising the dust that i'm breathing. i won't see forever. i won't see what i've been now. daylight that beckons me. i draw the shade drawing closer to sleep.
Hate to be leaving. I'm tired of making sense of all. All the ways in which you say. What I'm needing. Caught inside this empty room. Just remember now.
Down in Yohee where the surfers all go. There's a big beach blondie named Surfer Joe. He's got a green woody & a board to match. And when he's riding the waves, man is he hard to catch.
I want to go home to St. Thomas. you better leave your woman at home in St. Thomas. because she's not your girlfriend, just your turn. better settle down because you might get burned.
1, 2 fuck you. . her hearts subarctic, pretty fucking cold. she's got no personality she lacks a soul. with a big steely knife sticking in your back. courtesy of snow white's backstabbing attack.
Politicians and tycoons its time for your brandy. sucking down the poison like the devil's candy. condemning all of our pleasures as you're drinking from your booze.
And it all began like a new routine. We were drunk, we were tired, we were sick. We were in between. . And the jig was up when the sun went down. It was dark, it was mean, it was black.