You wrestle yourself to the ground. You springboard and kick yourself in the mouth. 'Cause all of that drama, that embarrassed charade. Couldn't stop you or settle you down.
I saw your freckles on the shoulders. Of a stranger today. And my heart leapt, my heart leapt. I saw the sickle of your dimple. Slice the side of her face.
It's a brush fire spreading, feeding as it moves. It's a disappeared glacier; it's the airborne flu. It's your disbelieving eyes logging concrete miles.
I found you grieving in the grass. Sky blood water color blue. You seem so simple sure and sad. So I sat down to grieve with you. You raised your hand to shield your eyes.
My brother's blood boils in my arms. It balls my fingers into fists. It bubbles blisters burns my palms. It floods with fury, fights, and fits. It's got the good guy in me hiding.
You're hot fog. I can feel you and you're not far off. I can taste you and you're what I want. But I can't know you even when you're in my arms. . You're burnt sky.
Get up, sit down. Move around like a king without a crown. System breakdown. With a chum doing long nights on the town. No happy ending is near. So it's time to face the fear.
Oh my God. I see a policeman is coming after me. 'Cause he knows I'm breaking bad. I can't hide away my push pen anxiety. And the sirens makes me mad.
Oh oh oh!. . You're waking up at five a.m.. You've dreamt the factory dream again, oh oh. The grinding of the great machines. With shining steel like guillotines, oh oh.
These are the things that I love in life. Songs of a war and a Friday night. So close to you. In the car, in the dark, aha. I play the local hero part.
I know shouldn't show my face tonight. I gotta give you time just to say goodbye. To let go, let it go. You're dancing with her but we're eye to eye. Why can't I be on the other side.
Folks here's a story 'bout Minnie the Moocher,. She was a red hot hoochie coocher,. She was the roughest, toughest frail,. but Minnie had a heart as big as a whale..
Saw you with your uptown friend at a party down the hall. You were looking at a picture that was hanging on the. Wall. The title of the painting was called Still Life with Rose.
Somewhere to be, something to do. But you don't want it anymore. I was not ready for the podium yet. Just the stage. . In all my dreams, I'm waiting for ya.
Survivors I have interviewed and also from all of the historical reading.. These are patterns. This has happened many times in history. . Devil's evangelicals have.
Don't forget the wrong guy in the lineup. Tryin' hard to be strong always rolling over. I will try to guitar out, quoting scripture. Soon you won't have memories, only pictures.
They call my name, locks and keys. Lightening every drop. We're tricked again, lost at sea. When we finally gonna climb your tree, I know it's hard to see oh!.
Chasing all your dreams like any fool. Observing the absurd from a piano stool. And it's the first time you'll get the truth, that's for sure. Now the black beetles they come in waves.
Her eyes were black and white and blue. I listen to your favorite songs backwards. Do you have a plan for who to surrender to. Oh, I've been training for you.
Take me to your business place. I'm gonna be there twenty minutes late. I'm gonna fuck your face for breakfast. I love being weird, it's so weird. Quiz in the morning, the police outside.