Tied to the night.. Ride Alison's eyes.. . Caesers and friends.. Only the lonely go out.. . Back to the front.. Under the red.. . Caesers and friends..
can he catch a fish, can he bring it in. can he get a boat, can he get a rod. can he even swim?. . recusant you're not better, go for broke. blame me if you like, blame the parasites.
Hippies, hippies everywhere. And not a drop to drink. The bastards got a mini bar. . You'll go far. Exciting whistle-ah, woo-woo. . Neighbors, neighbors everywhere.
Evil frankie.. Myself on a song with frankie frankie's always.. Shes a she was animate she was never there. I want to sing a song with frankie. And I'm a sick I'm sick and I'm sick.
Secret fuhrers got your tongue. And bitches got your car. And if it wasn't for the '86 World Cup. It wouldn't have got this far. . But she was unempty in recontrary.
This one's for the patriots. The new wave good time girls. And if it wasn't for the decepticons. They'd rule the fucking world. . In the midst of all the killing and skineating.
Dave was a lost cause, a real psycho. Spent half his time wishing he was a man. Rather than being a man. To educate his own will, he puts people in boxes.
The little kid pissed on the big kid's porch. He thinks he's amazing, he's rubbish of course. But one of those bands got paid I heard. One of those bands got paid.
Never been kissed, never been kissed. And no law can govern her. . Never been kissed, never been kissed. And no law can govern her. . Eighteen years of handstands.
She's got a sister. I'm sorry, I missed her. The queen of the wild frontier. . She's a beacon for pissed ships. She sits by your cornflakes. And waits for the gravy train.
Pull up my pants. Now the camera crew has gone. In your statement to the police. Tell them how you turned me on. . But you were such an ugly child. You were such an awkward child.
Pull up my pants. Now the camera crew has gone. In your statement to the police. Tell them how you turned me on. . But you were such an ugly child. You were such an awkward child.
Come out quick and count the corpse. I'm sure we killed a family. Keep your killing clean, my love. Just keep your killing clean. . Come out quick and count the corpse.
This is the theme from m*a*s*h*.. This is a call.. Realisation that your appreciation.. Meant nothing at all.. . This is eternal.. This is your life..
It's early morning, not quite awake. The urge is calling and I can't wait. I need you now, oh. . Your body moves, we feel like one. You open your eyes and I feel so strong.
Take me back into your heart again. I've been out in the cold for so long. It's been that way since I don't know when. It's my way of sayin' I'm wrong.
Intro: "LOVE IS NOT A GAME!!". You feel it...and I feel it. There's no new words to say. You're changin'....Re-arrangin...... There's a whole new game to play.
I learned back when I was six. Teachin' my stick horse to do tricks. Puttin' on a backyard rodeo. If I'd make him buck, hoop and holler. Grandma'd laugh and give me a dollar.
We got married in high school, had a baby when we turned eighteen. I bagged groceries in the daytime, at night I learned to fix TV's. When you come by things the hard way.