I'm on a mission to search and destroy. Don't get it twisted. I'm ready to make some noise. How could you play me just like a Nintendo. But don't you know that I'm loco.
Ive got a boy hangover. Its really nothing new. Im feeling sick and sober. And its because of you. Drank you like cheap tequila. You made me feel so good.
I gotta get away from here. Where it's always cold. I want to warm my soul. Because I'm watching the embers die. Said I'm gonna pack my bags. Gonna leave today.
Crazy, I'm crazy for feeling so lonely. I'm crazy, crazy for feeling so blue. I knew you'd love me as long as you wanted. And then someday you'd leave me for somebody new.
Dih dih dih dih dih dih dih dih dip. Dih dih dih dih dih dih dih dih dip. Sitting here wondering what it's all about. This rock and roll music that makes you shout.
Oh, baby you done lost your good thing now. Oh, baby, baby you done lost your good thing now. Way I used to love you baby. Baby thats the way I hate you now.
This is a mean old world, try livin' by yourself. This is a mean old world, try livin' by yourself. Can't get the one your lovin' have to use somebody else.
Everyday, everyday I have the blues. Ooh everyday, everyday I have the blues. When you see me worryin' baby, yeah it's you I hate to lose. . Whoa nobody loves me, nobody seems to care.
Well, if you hear somebody knockin' on your door. If you see something crawlin' across the floor. Baby, it'll be me, and I'll be lookin' for you. . If you see a head a-peepin' from a crawdad hole.
Si demain. Tu restais encore un peu. J'aimerais tant. Tuer le temps. Avec toi. Contre moi. Si demain. Nous partions tous les deux. Ce serait loin. Et pour longtemps.
Te revoir en chair et en os. Te revoir même s'il ne reste que les os. Il y a si longtemps et je ne me souviens plus. Si c'était toi, si c'était moi, si c'était lui.
Prise sur le vif. Majorette au latex facile. En flagrant délice. Elle se ressert une tranche de nulle part. Un corps chétif aimé au hasard. Un morceau de métro dans les poumons.
Tu les sens les courants d'air qui s'faufilent sous tes couettes. Jusqu'aux p'tites mèches qui frangent insolemment ta frontale. Toutes ces pensées agiles qui en traversant les villes.
Il ou elle. Jupe ou short. Tel ou telle. Peu m'importe. Blanc ou noir. Cake ou coke. Tôt ou tard. Peu m'importe. Jugulaire. Artère aorte. Nécessaire à la vie.
This doesn't feel nice. This doesn't feel good. This doesn't feel right. . I'm like a train. And I'm doin' whatever it takes. To come home and. I'm doin' whatever it takes.
Thunder woke me up, it was storming in the city. I was suddenly wide awake. Sittin' in the darkness but my eyes they had adjusted. I was on my own, on my own.
Goin' down this road now feelin' bad, baby. I'm goin' down this road feelin' so low and bad. I ain't gonna be treated this-a way. . I'm tired o'eatin' your corn bread and beans, baby.
Poor Elijah, living on the bayou way.. Poor Elijah, he had to take over raising fourteen kids. When his daddy got caught stealing chickens from a neighbor one day..
Ashes, ashes, dust to dust. It doesn't hurt enough yet, does it, does it?. (I'm gonna make you feel it. Gonna make you want it). Ashes, ashes, we all fall down.
Oh, I can't stand what I'm seeing. And I can't get away from this feeling. And I've been screamin' at the top of my lungs. Screamin' at the setting sun.