One big mistake some people make is when they take for granted Love will always stay the same Because eventually love needs attention or it has a tendency
It's here I sit amid this ruin and rancor Like tire irons, toothy grills, and car parts before me The acid rain floods my floorboards, Burns my pores,
Frame by frame (suddenly) death by drowning (from within) in your own analysis Step by step (suddenly) doubt by numbers (from within) in your own analysis
(belew/fetters/nyswonger) You don't retain your calm Either you're an anvil Or sell me your aunt And your car is almost gone Figure it out My bag's
I know I should feel welcome here Way up in the atmosphere But I am afraid And if I land on earth again I'll be happy just to cut my face While I shave
Color futurevision Red...for the angry young skinhead With a gun stuck down his pants And his hands wrapped around a gasoline can Blue...for the cruel
Gunman, my sort of star, we put you there You're all of us now, you're all over town On wrappers and cans, you're bigger than life You're braver than
Talk, it's only talk Arguments, agreements, advice Answers, articulate announcements It's only talk Talk, it's only talk Babble, burble, banter Bicker
I need to feel your heartbeat So close, it feels like mine All mine I remember the feeling My hands in your hair I remember the feeling Of the rhythm
"isn't this a dull affair Enough to make me lose my hair Tax returns and future earnings," I thought to myself, "still the gods haven't
When the smoke had settled From the angry fires That burned away part of my life Then I thought I was standing On the edge of time But through the haze
She makes Me wait She turns away She pretends she doesn't hear a word I say She's a girl with clouds in her head Her room, The sky She shuts her eyes
Honeybee, don't look at me that way Honeybee, don't look at me that way I've got plans, I'm workin' on being a holy man Honeybee, don't come so close
Yes, he was a fish head His frontal lobe a retread He rode a little motor scooter They said he was a neuter Tried to be a masher He was a failure as a
She arrives like a Limo Smooth and moving On the prowl through the crowd To the beat of the city She glows in the dark Wherever she parks Concrete crumbles
Pay here chimpanzee Don't park under the aviary Walk through heatwave afternoon fast food, hot zoo Do the shuffle to the buffalo See the mad monkey by
Too many struggles, too many scenes A broken record of miseries And if you let it, it makes you cry And you can never be satisfied I see the victims of
Lord we pray, give us this day Our daily bread Every week it costs the meek Another arm and leg Lord we pray, the american way, Cut us a break Who can