When you're back in your old neighborhood. The cigarettes taste so good. But you're so misunderstood. You're so misunderstood. . There's something there that you can't find.
There's a magazine called sunset. And a tape machine that won't let. Me ever forget this impossible longing for you. . Let's take a map across your pillow.
I got a million better things to do. Than to play rock 'n' roll. Honey, if I blow your fuse. Can I please be excused?. . Gotta right myself today. I can't right myself for you.
Your mind's a machine. It's deadly and dull. It's never been still and its will. Has never been free. . Lightly tapping. A high-pitched drum. . As your spine starts to shine.
The greatest lost track of all time. The Late Greats' Turpentine. You can't hear it on the radio. Can't hear it anywhere you go. . The best band will never get signed.
That's when I knew you. You might be lonely too. That's what I wish for. Somebody just like you. To tell me what to do. Honestly. And leave me like you found me.
I wanna be your kingpin. Living in Pekin. I wanna be your bigwig. Living in Pekin. . I got the flu and away I flew. NYC, pediate blue. Dimetapp and spinal tap.
I'm serious. You'll see. . I'm working on my abs. I'm working on me. . Oh, I'm kickin'. Yeah, I'm calm. Oh, I'm kickin'. Television. Television. . Stop shopping, even.
Wave after wave. Wishes unspoken. Talks like a blowtorch. Palms out in full. . Who said it's easy. Language is losing. My swallowed esteem and. Claim to be stupid.
Maybe I'm just a kid. Maybe I just don't fit in. I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready to go now. . I don't wanna go to school. But I don't get to make the rules.
I need a camera to my eye. To my eye, reminding. Which lies I have been hiding. Which echoes belong. I've counted out days. To see how far. I've driven in the dark.
Joe DiMaggio's done it again. Joe DiMaggio's done it again. Clackin' that bat, gone with the wind. Joe DiMaggio's done it again. . Some folks thought Big Joe was done.
Jesus, don't cry, you can rely on me, honey. You can combine anything you want. I'll be around, you were right about the stars. Each one is a setting sun.
Jesus, don't cry. You can rely on me honey. You can combine anything You want. I'll be around. You were right about the stars. Each one is a setting sun.
There's a whole lot of money that you gave me. I'd gladly empty my pockets right now. You'd parlay all that by triple. It's just that simple. . Those days I'd gladly walk so long for you,.
Ingrid Bergman, Ingrid Bergman. Let's go make a picture. On the island of Stromboli. Ingrid Bergman. . Ingrid Bergman, you're so pretty. You'd make any mountain quiver.
Genuine. Day will come. When the wind. Decides to run. And shakes the stairs. That stab the wall. And turns the page. In a future age. . Some trees will bend.
Impossible Germany. Unlikely Japan. Wherever you go. Wherever you land. . I'll say what this means to me. I'll do what I can. Impossible Germany. Unlikely Japan.
Genuine. Day will come. When the wind. Decides to run. And shakes the stairs. That stab the wall. And turns the page. In a future age. . Some trees will bend.
All I can see is black and white. And white and pink with blades of blue. That lay between the words I think. On a page I was meaning to send her. You I couldn't tell if it bring my heart.