I've got the snowboard under my feet. I can fly so high, I can fall so deep. But who do I see coming up the track?. A little green man with the snowboard on his back.
Don't give me names, you've got it all. You took it all away, drove me insane. Who'd come down to earth. Releasing me?. . Healing my wounds. Why don't you close the door.
I made you a poster boy. We gonna eat gold. I feel like a junky lately. A little overload. You're waiting for the something. Something never seen before.
Allez, allez. Comment a va, comment a va ?. Et vous, et vous ?. . Au dbut de la saison elle est toujours de bonne humeur. Le monsieur est pauvre. Et si la lune tombe.
Once upon a time, in churches of old. The Velcro age had yet to unfold. Flannel was king and Sunday School knew. How to make those Bible heroes, stick like glue.
Chorus:. Kumba ya my Lord kumba ya. Kumba ya my Lord kumba ya. Oh Lord kumba ya. Kumba ya my Lord kumba yo. Kumba ya my Lord kumba yo. . Go tell it to the mountains that you believe.
Loaded forecast on you. The pants are tight. You are ready to use. Searching for some trouble. Who's gonna be the one. And try to feed your hunger. Empty eyes.
I wanna jiggle around. Like humpty-dumpty. I'll mingle the zone. . You wanna jiggle around?. What is the strangest place?. We'll turn it into your round.
The wrong time. The wrong place. Your love crashed. And you can't erase. The right side. Of the wrong road. Heartache and the nights. grew cold. But you let times change.
Each night the dream began. We were sitting here, waiting on our coffee cans. Eyes fixed upon the skies. I was thinking of you, and if I qualified. . Then when the trumpet blew.
Your ground is deep. My greed is deeper. I can see everything. Nothing's between us. You will see through my eyes. I will see through your veins. Don't you wanna listen.
You've got clueless commentators. Telling folks to stay inside. You've got light investigators. Pulling shades and terrified. . You've got powers of the darkness.
Forty day tear, got road wear. No-doz breaking, breaking, breaker. Caffeine shakes, can't feel my legs. Three quarters dead, motel ahead. . Just give me table and a single shed.
Aaa. . I'm feeling like an angel. Oh, I'm feeling like a buttercup. We're sailin' around the world. Yeah, I like the kind of irony in my life. . Don't you know that I'm your angel?.
What was that crack I made?. Swung a hammer wrapped in suede. Like a lick from a lunatic beatnik. Knock you senseless as I babble on. . I strike between the lines.
So hello, how is it been?. Twentyfive years is still the same. Is it's me the night to take me here. Run for, holding the door. Apparently I missed. And risk to fall.
We got to hold our hands against the fire.. I have to save the last best desire.. Who's gonna bring back all the fantasy,. When there is no way out for you and me?.
Welcome, dear listener, are you comfortable?. Put your feet up, close your eyes, let your senses dull. Float like a beach ball, wearing cordless 'phones.
The night comes I am not at home. Bodies next to me on the ground. Sons are running over your screen. It is red now where the grass once was green. Oh I am standing running I am back again.
I'm a little creature. Just a tiny fool. The whipper snapper. To be your funny tool. The time will come. I'll call a friend. We will finish your game to the end.