If the mother goes to sleep with you. will you run and tell geraldo. If the mother bears your children without tears. without the usual costs of labor.
You will have a dress of white. You will have a ring of gold. You will have a paper snow. We'll fall. See the wall. The wall is black. We will have a heart attack.
A banker in a tired suit. Is counting in his head. He's standing in your overcoat. He's lying on your bed. President gas is tap dancing. For the banker he's a thief.
take me out. drag my face across pavement. and make it look wrinkled and old. cause that's how I feel today. spent out like change. you toss out at toll booths.
Were we just broken-hearted. When we spent, the night under the stars?. Seemingly, your eyes focus on me. And I wish that I could be between all these lines.
Your burial garment - so fresh and, oh, so white. Your eyes are closed and on your face a smile. No trace of sorrows and your suffering. You're looking more alive than ever in your life.
What are you gonna to do,. now that it's gone?. There's nobody left to call you anymore. It's all coming down on you and it's all raining down,. Did you have anymore to say?.