They fired me from my job. I worked at the slaughterhouse. They said I was one of the best gutters they've ever seen. But they fired me and they're gonna pay.
Up in flames and down and out. That's where you find out what it's all about. We're the same they got both you and me. This road ain't easy street. You gotta make your own breaks.
I'm at the base of the mountain running up hill. You're either running for the top, coming down. Or you're stuck still. It's "Hello, have a seat," then it's farewell.
I got a place in the underworld. That's where I'll go when the map runs out. I want a clean slate, kissing the morgue. On my knees swallowing swords. .
Here comes the new sensation. All along the shores we sing it. New waves came crashing in. And washed the rest away. . Thank God, they've come to save us.
OH!. . You burden me with your questions. You'd have tell no lies. You're always asking what it's all about. But don't listen to my replies. You say to me I don't talk enough.
No more curse in the Universe. No more death in the Universe. No more hell in the Universe. No more sin in the Universe. . Won't cast off forever, won't leave my soul in hell.
Contradiction is the word which best suits this life. A life of right and wrong, where wrong is twisted into right (Romans 1:18). The heart is exploding and the mind is racing (James 4:14).
My insides are turning inside out. Leaving my heart, my flaws all hanging out. What's so interesting about little ol' me. All I see inside is so ordinary.
Hey, you see right through me. Wait, isn't that your specialty. I see your soul's inclined to shadows. You're here today, you're gone tomorrow. Well we could reach up and take the sky.
Why must it always end this way?. Where have you been?. Why have I always known this would come crashing in?. Here we are still alone, the feeling inside..
Tiny speakers are mounted into the ceiling. Barely visible next to the grey-white tiles. Dripping wet with the syrup sweet production. Hollow words for the empty in steaming piles.
Yesterday while walking,. Beneath an overpass,. I saw the figure of Jesus,. Standing barefoot on broken glass.. His beard was graying,. The smell of urine filled the air,.
I've spent my whole life surrounded. And I've spent my whole life alone. I wonder why I never wonder why. The easiest things are so hard. . I just want, I just want love.
Yeah yeah, microphone check, 1, 2, 3. In the place to be, it is I, the R K A D E. Dropping poems on your telephone. And it goes a little like this. . The tears of a clown make the whole world laugh.
Well let's say that now's the time to start. Blessed all, the young at heart. She's just here to look the part. In the fruit of all this labour land. Friday nights, football stands.
Just for one short day, please, let us go, I pray. To the end of the world, to some place to get far, far away. Where the evil give in and has to lose face.
What do we need and where do we go. When we get where we don't know. Tell them what they wanna hear. but what's the meaning. . Always knew it was them or me.
above the mirrory street. a lightning bug fires up the park. when it's dark. . eleven and i fall in. to drink to dream among the shadows. number one wasn't that fun.