The old man was covered with tattoos and scars He got some in prison and others in bars The rest he got workin' on old junk cars in the daytime They looked
was not honest I was not healthy I was not honest, honest. You did the right thing covered your scars Challenged your faith and closed your eyes driving cars
little cough An with blazing wings I neatly aimed And blew his head completely off I've been lived in this town for thirty years And to no one I am a stranger
you? Can you come down please So we can speak? I saw you at the show I thought I'd seen a ghost Your resemblance is striking You have your mother's eyes
am. Found a place in the darkness, found a home in the darkness, in the darkness, home, in the darkness. A crowded room of passers by and in the shadows strangers
and she looked at me And I looked back and she looked back And we went out together for a walk Her eyes were bright just like the stars But she drove a pickup said she hated cars
my way The noise, the heat, the crush of cars just robs me of my nerve And someone yells and blasts their horn and pins me to the curb I?m a stranger
As I'm leaving A change comes on my eyes These streets persuading me With mumbles strange goodbyes And through the water, through the ring To the soul
the bandages came off But these mama boys just don't know when to quit And matilda asks the sailors are those dreams Or are those prayers So just close your eyes
view eating delicious treats, no fat pockets, just black cards, shooting for the starts, rocket tin cars, James bond without the danger, just like the new Bill Gates, helping strangers
Of the temple am alone On this lost city of Mars have grown alone Among glass and stolen cars The doors The ice million Glass eyes On a trillion Wheeling
, "Grow up", I cried And as the smoke was clearing he said, "Give me one good reason why" What a strange, strange boy He sees the cars as sets of waves
gave a little cough With blazing wings I neatly aimed And blew his head completely off I've lived in this town for thirty years And to no-one I am a stranger
period I get up and put on what I feel like putting on When I don't blend in people look at me like something wrong As if I'm crazy, strange, weird or
things get so strange? Fuel the fire, gotta fan the coals What will become of our souls? Better to look a fool and still say this Close your eyes to
no one surround me But across the street it sounds just like the Exorcist movie Screaming, crying, parked cars flying Around and smashing into the ground, it's devastating The strange
Along the forest road there's hundreds of cars, luxury cars Each has got its load of convertible bars, cutlery cars, super scars For today is the day