Home of the braves, land of the free,. Where "freedom of choice" just means coke or Pepsi.... But I'm not buying it.. . They say if you're not working.
turn on the blue, what do I see?. a bunch of hateful people talking to me. the crap they say's been heard before. and that's what started up the 2nd World War!.
Gotta find my place in this world. Gotta find my place in this world. I want to be more than just a face in the crowd. I want to be proud of my time in this world.
[Andi Deris]. . All that I know is. Babe I've only seen you smile. But something captured me. By the look in your eyes. Lonely days are lonely nights.
Like a dull pain in my head. Buried by my fantasies and. Crowded by old memories. I can't isolate the disease. So it spreads. Like a dull ache in my heart.
Singing, with a mischevous grin. Staring, she drew me in with her eyes and held me there with her. . Everybody in the cafe laughed. But I got bad news when I got back.
[Andi Deris]. . Who stands?. Who creeps?. Live and grow strong. All a heart beats for. Who bleeds?. . For this makes your body. This makes your soul. You better hit the bottom row.
He is good at certain things. Like making you feel guilty. And disappointing everybody. At breaking promises and plans. And talking shit behind your back.
When the clock strikes at midnight. I can hear the engine turning round. Another day, another night. So I must sign the book that would lie in the hands of my fate.
Election night in that wonderful crowd. The President's speech wasn't half as loud as you. I listened, too. New Years Eve at Rice Street again. We fell into the Economy Inn.
[Andi Deris]. . Sheets show us all. Crime's to take control. I don't want you to stay. I will take you away. Hearts turn to stone. Life's a danger zone.
Buffalo once roamed. The great expanse of our country. Now they stand in the sandbox. In the corner of the city. We had our picnics in the park. Watching the bison mope.
Now I kneel into an empty corridor. And I'm chasing down the ugly beast. His teeth are razor sharp, so they're telling me. And I'm soon to be his final feast.
Once I had a brother. ANd we grew up. Looking out for each other. And when he fucked up. I did me best to cover his lies. I hid him from the cops. When he was a runaway.
Lippold wanted "To create a memorial. Something large enough to walk through. Like architecture, linear, in pure experience. Otherwise nonfunctional".
You should have listened. to the masters of your mind. they tell you stories. that can twist you up inside. the only circumstance. that keeps it moving on.
Lippold wanted "To create a memorial. Something large enough to walk through. Like architecture, linear, in pure experience. Otherwise nonfunctional".
Lippold wanted "To create a memorial. Something large enough to walk through. Like architecture, linear, in pure experience. Otherwise nonfunctional".
she sees her face in the mirror. eyes surrounded in black. see the girl but don't fear her. she's too high attack. and her eyes are blue. they fill up with sorrow.
Well, I'm thinking about all the losers. Who showed up to make this scene. Where did they go when things didn't work out. When they burned out on the streets?.