Sit beside the breakfast table. Think about your troubles. Pour yourself a cup of tea. Then think about the bubbles. . You can take your teardrops. And drop 'em in a teacup.
I hope you remember me, I was your daddy once. Wearing a sailor cap and dirty nails. To you I'm just a picture on your mother's mantelpiece. Who chose to fight the good fight in time to fail.
Ugly apparition, God's gift to oxygen. The puffed up immortal son. How they love him 'cause he'll become. The ghost at number one. . How does it feel.
Though it's time to admit it's true. I've come to depend on you. You and your angelic shout. Loud enough for two. . And that is why. I'll confide in you the truth this time.
He writes her a letter tells her he won't be home soon. (She still loves him). He lost his temper belted his love cross the room. (She still loves him).
Far behind the forest of flying paper aeroplanes. Grazing on the grounds of ponytails. The substitute is counting down her ticks till recess. Hammering down to size her fingernails.
Grazing on the grounds of ponytails. The substitute is counting down her ticks 'til recess. Hammering down to size her fingernails. 'Coz today's the day Sabrina builds her lunchbox buffet.
I dreamt about a tranquil Sunday drive. A sensory lullaby. We trade the comics, cartoons and magazines. For pistons and gasoline. . We see the road from the bedside.
It's not the same without him here. Twenty years of him dead and gone. This Vodka does a memory clear. Though it's too hard to imagine what these tears are for.
It's not the same with out him here. Twenty years of him dead and gone. This vodka does the memory clear. Though it's too hard to imagine what these tears are for.
No matter what you are. I will always be with you. Doesn't matter what you do girl. Ooh girl, I want you. . No matter what you do. I will always be around.
Curtain opens, spot lights the gentleman. Signing his love letter best wishes Simpleton. Dialog swam from his pen like polliwogs. He knew better that perfume was gravity.
She turned the night light on and blew him a kiss. He stared back through his green Crayola eyes. She traced his likeness from off the back of a disc.
Picture yourself in the shade of a tree. Alone in your thoughts but you're held by the breeze. With sand on your fingers and dirt in your hands. As you try your best to understand.
Wake me up, miss Toadstool. It is I, your one and only king, Bowser Koopa. I'm a turtle as you see, a little slow and a little green. But on the whole I'd say, "Super duper".
When you need someone. And there's no one there. There is always the nine o'clock train. To take you out somewhere. . I take the train in town. Like I did for years.
Go to sleep and hush little darling. It's time for bed, time to put out the light. Sweet dreams are awaiting behind your closed eyes. And a blanket of night where the bed bugs don't bite.
A written guaranty. No, don't need it. well, might need it yeah. A home in germany. No, don't need it. Well, might need it yeah. A perfect forgery. No, don't need it. well, might need it yeah.