He was the river boat gambler. He was the son of the chief of police. He drove around in a rambler. He had a message from the chief. He drove around in a rambler.
My little dog ran away the other day.. yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah.. I can't believe my little dog Lassie ran away.. yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah..
Oh, my beloved tania. How I long to see your face. Photographed in fifteen second intervals. In a bank in san leandro. A polaroid of you, cinque. With a seven-headed dragon.
"Take the Skinheads Bowling". by Camper Van Beethoveen. from Telephone Free Landslide Victory. Everyday I get up and pray to Jah. And he increases the number of clocks by exactly one.
'Cause he's always living back in Dixon. Circa 1949. And we're all sitting at the fountain, at the five and dime. 'Cause he's living in some B-movie. The lines they are so clearly drawn.
'cause he's always living back in dixon. Circa 1949. And we're all sitting at the fountain, at the five and dime. 'cause he's living in some b-movie. The lines they are so clearly drawn.
Well, some people say. That it's the ice cream truck. But it's not. No, it's not. It's not the magic bus. And it's not one of those family bus'. No, and it's not the ice cream truck.
Wishing in the nightmare, thought's a possibility. Realizing action, courting all the difficulty. To relieve the tensions that strain the intermediary.
[instrumental]. [this song consists of snatches of "Processional" and "Chairman Mao Reminisces About His Days in Southern China" (backwards)].
Sometimes it seems to me that you don't say what you mean. You leave me guessing and tying to figure it out. 'cause one and one is two, and two and two is four.
Six more miles to the graveyard. Six more miles, long and sad. Six more miles to see my darling. She's best friend I ever had. . And the rain is softly falling.
I've got a 'lectric guitar and half a bottle of warm beer. I've got some funny ideas about what sounds good. What sounds good. Better shut us down. Better shut us down.
How can I believe that everything in this world is going to be fine?. How can I believe that everything in this world has it's place and time?. When I lay down to sleep, I feel the world spin.
I played this song for my love. But she said to me. "it has no meaning at all.". We walked across the park. And I said a word. And we went to the bar.
One step for boys, one step for girls, step away. One step for you, one step for me, step away. Don't take the third step, ''cause that's just the sad lovers' waltz.
Melancholia caressed my stretched hand. And together we came,. dancing to the sound of a shining vertigo.. . For we are one. yet one is nothing. . Come on, walk through this open womb.
Ho tutto il tempo a mio favore sai. e tanta fede nel mio cuore sai. . Ed armi che non possono fallire mai. in questi occhi una luce la cui forza uccide.