Hace muchos muchos aos en un reino junto al mar. habit una seorita cuyo nombre era Annabel Lee. y creca aquella flor sin pensar en nada ms. que en amar y ser amada, ser amada por mi..
Al otro lado del ro. se ha encendido una luz. y tu vuelves la espalda. no vas a cruzar.. . ya ves que no es un juego. te van a probar. tienes que estar seguro.
37 grados y un montn de huesos. con algo de pellejo alrededor. habr que echar toda la carne. al asador.. . Es un asunto muy viejo. con este socio traidor.
My heart rips open 'cause you're my all. Staring at my blank white wall. The old clock is getting heavy-handed. Waiting for a plane that never landed.
Woke up alone, I ain't got nothin' to lose. Over at your house, there's nothin' on nothin' to do. Take the back of the TV circuits there for you. Run dry fingers between the dusty tubes.
I went downtown. For something to do. I couldn't find nothing. Said I couldn't find nothing to do. . I was hanging 'round in bars. I was wasting time.
Seven Four, taking me away. I'll never make it back to the USA. 50 Million horsepower J-84. Slammed my head through a one-way door. . Oh no I can't use non-stop girls.
Moving to the sound of the midnight masses. Fighting off terminal seventies stasis. Cruising down Woodward gotta find me some action. Looking for a lover with a power reaction.
Fear and terror, watch out boy. The sun is getting low. After sundown we'll be ready. And who could ask for more. . On the third day of the seventh month.
Come on baby it's time to move. You been saying there's nothing to do. Don't be afraid of bustin' out of your cage. Gonna cruise around gonna burn up the stage.
Took a ride on the ocean, started swimming out. Lost sight of land, time ran out. Arms getting heavy, exhaustion's setting in. Waves getting bigger, life's getting thin.
When you're walking down the street. You never know I'm around. But I am there and I'm watching. Everywhere you go. . I'm the eye from outer space. And my hand is on your life.
Got to get a line to Danno. Got to pick up his gun. Get out an APB. Chinn is going to tell you why. . Government says it's high priority. Washington say's so too.
This is how it's gonna be. We've had enough for a long time. So who's it gonna be?. Someone that's free. From a list of crimes, you know it. . Get up, get up, get up, c'mon now.
I'm waking up to ash and dust. I wipe my brow and sweat my rust. I'm breathing in the chemicals. . I'm breaking in and shaping up. Then checking out on the prison bus.
Well, I see you around town. You got no time for dressing down. The day's headlines, all suit you fine, oh. You make your way right through the crowd.
The long and short of it is. There's no reaction. Oh well the long and short of it is. There's no reaction. . People gather in cities world 'round. See them everywhere.
All around us and in between. Politics like cancer. Information in extremes. Never find the answers. . Events unfolded. Set the stage. We know they have us.
Turn on the light, dismiss that sound. What can it be when there's no one around. I am the thought that twists in your head. Rages and burns, keeps you from rest.
Suburbia, climb out the window to the street. Flock to the animals on the corner while they feed. Sell off your soul for a chance to be freed. Brush off the want and you give in to the need.