Jan lays down and wrestles in her sleep. Moonlight spills on comic books. And superstars in magazines. An old friend calls and tells us where to meet.
Ev'rybody's talking. 'bout my .s.d.. I say talk is easy. money's never free. . .s.d.. .s.d.. . But I always tell them. life it ain't so black. for ev'rything I'm given.
I looked into her eyes and died. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. This was always meant to happen. We were always meant to be. . And I have waited for this moment.
I've sailed the seas, a hard sea dog to please.. Tattooed on my chest, is the girl I love best.. Back in 1954, on leave in old singapore. I was soaking in gin, when miss foxy walked in..
One, two, three, ahh. . Down by the river. Three sickle mounted souls. Lay wined on the green leaf. Digging their rock 'n' roll. Hey, hey. Digging their rock 'n' roll.
She takes the moon and stars. To wear as her disguise. Then catching cosmic rays. She uses them for eyes. . She's a lover. And you know she's coming through.
She was tall, she was high. Lord, and she almost touched the sky. Today, I said today. . She was tall, she was high. Lord, she almost made me cry. Today, she spends her time.
She's there waiting at the gate painted by the dawn.. She's there waiting at the gates as the velvet night sky is torn.. . She says good morning, I smile and say the same..
She doesn't see the yellow light falling on Formica table tops. Doesn't recognize the empty chairs in her life. Of all these sad cafes, think she's seen quite a lot.
It's a sadness, it's a crime. Why I wasted so much time. All I've got left is sea of blue. . Holding on I can't let go. If I do the tears will flow. All I could see is a sea of blue.
Stone spires rise high. Lacerate warmer skies. Iron laced populations. Beneath molten fields. Beneath molten fields.
If you ever baby. Feel like changing your mind. Don't think twice, just take it easy. Anything you do will please me. Just as long as you see me. . And if you ever baby.
For ten weeks now, number three stood empty. Nobody thought there would be. Family laughter behind the windows. Or a Christmas tree. . Then a couple from up north.
Talkin' down the line, I nearly lost my mind. Nearly lost you babe. I think about you child, through my sick and twisted smile. I nearly lost you babe.
Roll now, get on boy. . You must take, take a little time. Son you can run but there ain't nowhere. You gonna hide, baby. Now you don't have, all I don't have.
You dragged me through your system. your blasphemic religion. denounced me as a public enemy. . Disgraced me for the jury. lit an outrageous fury. created all the cloud that cover me.
You are the lust behind the lie. You are the hate that never die. You are suffering and mistery. . You are the cycle of my pain. The never ending strain.
We break on through. And step into a new decade. With no regrets for the mistakes. We've made. Prophets and preachers warning. There'll be hell to pay.
Don't ever think you have paid. for the last love by Shelly the Maid. she'll give you all her loving aid. when you need a warm bed - Shelly the Maid. .
Don't remember now. Can't recall somehow. Black holes spotting your memory. So you fell from grace. Tears run down your face. See yourself as the enemy.