I was born lucky, got to be that jupiter trine.. Fate s baddest angels crackin up at all of my lies.. . Curled on my carpet,. I bank and I glide.. The ultimate trip,.
Pull out the bunting. She made 'em one by one. Hang 'em in the trees. Or they'll blow away. . Move to the country. The town has told its tale. You'll be forgotten.
Here comes the breeze. Come on blow me out. Lying in the sea. Come on soak me out. . Reel in the feeling. Making our way through the storm. Reel in the ceiling.
Soup Du Jour - righteous conviction. men on a mission. deadly tradition. hospice condition. Heat's risin' daily, we're runnin' out of jive.. Lookin' at the future, our eyes are open wide.
Another wave crashed over you. It put you in a spell. On a cold place you know well. . It pulls you further out to sea. Under the lights at Tilbury. I still love your melody.
Be the light from my window. Be the time at my table. Be my hangover girl. Be my hangover girl. Be my hangover girl. Be my hangover girl. . Share the wine at my table.
Over Lord Hills Bridge we must go. Where the hearts burn at night and the guns unload. Oceanographers are charting the rise of the seas. Today is a submarine setting course to a land under me.
We must fight. the good fight. changing wrongs to rights.. Like Malcolm X -. kissed off his slave name,. kissed off his master's god,. raised his fist in righteous rage..
Friday night in the Kingdom of Doom. Oh, ravens fly across the moon. All in now, there's a noise in the sky. Following all the rules and not asking why.
Oh no, why can't you get along?. Okay, I know it's not my place. I've got to say something. I've got to say something. I've got speak. . She'll never leave.
Come the day. You see the sun. Hit the arch. A history song. . If you don't know it now. Then you will do. If you don't know it now. Then you will do.
Autumn s come. And the leaves are lookin brown and dry.. Sun swings low,. A fruit resists the thirsty ground.. Uselessly,. I try to coax a cloud or two..
Well I'm goin' out west. Where the wind blows tall. 'Cause Tony Franciosa. Used to date my ma. They got some money out there. They're giving it away. I'm gonna do what I want.
She's a wicked girl worse than all the world. A mystery lies in her. She spends her days in a violent rage. Try as I might, I love her. . Every time the tears are dry the story goes.
"Love is Strange". Dick told Twain,. "fan that distant spark. and realize the animal. within each beating heart".. Don't be stalling. when love comes crawling..
Standing on the dark canal. By the gas works. Celebrate the ghosts gone by. When the love hurt. . And the medicine man here twenty four seven. You can get it fast in Armageddon.
It's getting better all the time. I used to get mad at my school. The teachers who taught me weren't cool. You're holding me down, turning me round. Filling me up with your rules.
I wrote this song years ago. Late at night somewhere. On the Goldhawk Road. I was never sure how or why. . Before the war and the tidal wave. Engulfed us all, it's true.
Lies, lies.. Pile 'em up to the sky.. Stuff yer smile. at the roadkill pile.. Schools out. for the "Wally & Beave",. 'cause surfs up. at the Silver Spoon Prep..
I wear the same shoes as everyone. I get the same blues as everyone. So try and call me. I'm immobile man, yes I am. . Got a haircut, got a silver tooth.