H.Sales/R.Gabrels) Tin machine Tin machine Take me anywhere somewhere without alcohol Or goons with muddy hair Tin machine Tin machine Tin machine Tin machine
??Vemy-shi?? To meet her once just to know it through and through I know, I know But it ain't finished till the fat lady sings I know, I know How can
Baby Baby Baby Baby Baby (getting) Baby (care) Baby (talking) Baby (well) Baby (thinking)Baby (walk) Baby (lost)
The ghost of Manhattoes Shrieking as they fall from AT&T Someone sees it all Goodbye Mr. Ed, Andy's skull enshrined In a shopping mall near Queens Someone
Huu huuuu Huu huuuu Huu huuuu Huu huuuu Huu huuuu The last days were the meanest Leanest days of our lives You threw me the pieces I started the fire
Time is tight love always, get's in the way I'm sorry Didn't mean to hurt you but I always do I'm sorry I'm so sorry I'm so sorry I'm sorry you know I
If there is something That I might find Look around corners Try to find peace of mind, I say "where would you go If you were me? Trying to keep
I'm rolling out of the ferris wheel No one looks and no one feels But the baby can, the baby can The way it feels just feeling you Holding out and falling
Think about the good things, think about the bad things Think about a reason to see you tonight Something is getting hard when you rock it up Something
Hey, hey it's the tall sail on a beach reach for java Make way for to java watching for boogies Hey, hey it's a dreaming I would burn you if you should
Don't look back Whatever it takes to save your life I've believed I belonged to you for a long time And my heart says no, no one but you Like a rescue
Wish I were a sailor crossing an azure sea Under leaden skies, under your eyes But I can't see too far with these animal eyes Can't hold my breath without
Some days he feels so empty Just a talking head Married to a Klingon Who could cream him in the press God could detonate him God's the one we pick to
or white I'm grey and blown to hell Tin machine Tin machine, tin machine Tin machine, tin machine [Incomprehensible] Tin machine, tin machine Take
Oh, come all you children Don't grab that scabby hand It belongs to Mr. Sniff and Tell It belongs to the Candy man Don't whore your little body The worms
Skin dance back at the condo Skin heads getting to school Beating on Blacks with a baseball bat Racism back in rule White trash picking up Nazi flags
As soon as you're born they make you feel small By giving you no time instead of it all 'Til the pain is so big you feel nothing at all A working class
I'm lazy You're crazy, girl Stay by my side I'm scared you'll Meet someone In whom you'll confide, no no no Life's still a dream Your love's amazing
