I used to smoke my brains out. Fly through the sky. I used to love to freak out. Do you wonder why. . I heard the Stones rolling. And I'd roll too. I didn't care what I was doing.
Walk your street. And I'll walk mine. And should we meet. Would you spare me some time. . 'Cause you should see my world. Meet my kind. Before you judge our minds.
Well it's a long, long way, oooh. From Bollywood to Battersea. Bollywood to Battersea. Bollywood to Battersea. La la la la. I was a child of the pound and the crown.
aint going back to black boy lane,. No I aint going back to black boy lane,. There must be some other way,. Because I aint going back to black boy lane,.
Why should I wait until tomorrow. It's already been, I've already seen all the sorrow that's in store. I will beg or steal or borrow. Hold on tighter to all that sorrow tries to choir.
Why should I wait until tomorrow. It's already been, I've already seen all the sorrow that's in store. I will beg or steal or borrow. Hold on tighter to all that sorrow tries to choir.
Baddie's bound by ancient codes of decency and secrecy. He understands 'bout stabbing backs and shaking hands. So if or when you're behind bars or in front of them as you are.
I heard it said. You had come back from the dead. And you were playing so fine. Scooping up the soul of the wine. . Courage, my boy. The way you looked them in the eye.
The first news was there's Americans on the shore. Maybe maybe maybe now we're all going to war. Maybe maybe maybe they will be screaming out for more.
I heard that she's back in town. Heard she's been seen around. I hear she gets. What she wants every time. . I know what she put you through. I know what you'd like to do.
I was so lonely until I met you. Told myself I'd get by without love. Drownin' my sorrows, avoiding tomorrows. Kind of felt that I just had enough. . You light up my face with your jokes and your smiles.
silence..... croud of the silver dance. presence of silence. Don't be alone tonight. . Take both hands we clap the flavour. I will paint you. Nights through the mastervision silence.
Life was oh so, so erotic. Somewhere deep inside his eyes. Share a joke, drink a coke. Tighten up your favourite clothes. Lovers always. Telling lies.
If a tree falls down. Does it make a sound. If there's no one to see. And If I'm all alone. Everybody's gone. Then it's the real me. Right?. And if you found yourself.
Two feet have I. Pillars of putrid meat. Standing so tall among my. Icons of filth. With gargoyle eyes. I see. The Christ he's smiling at me. His phosphorous grin.
Doo [x14]. . [Beauty:]. Oh Ooh I'm lookin' for a bad bad boy. Make me lose con-tro-ooh-ooh!. And when I find em yea like that's my boy. Girl you already know ooh ooh.
It's time to come down from your spire. Jesus come back, you're a liar. I've covered the church in fish wire. I'll know you're here, like hellfire. . Hell fire.
Baby bird...don't you cry. Don't you fly away from me. ..don't you fly. ..don't you fly. La la la.... I've gift-wrapped you a tiny tree. With golden leaves for you & me.
He said: "I don't want to be exclusive". Just at the top of the list. He said: "I'm tired of being famous". I just want to be elusive. You can't see what I see.
Wave if you want me to notice you. Stop if you have someone else. It could be a good thing. Might be a bad thing. . But you can't put your arms around a memory.