Well, it took you seven years to learn my name. And I know it's all the drugs and booze that I took, lame. Oh, sh-sh-shame. (What a shame). . But it took me seven years to forget your name.
Paint your lips, fingertips. Yeah, baby spray your hair. That's what you like to do. Make it to the show. All your friends gonna be there, oh yeah. . The band's really grand.
No I can't, well I can't take my eyes off of you. . 4 to 9, 9 to 4. I take you baby, we're out on the floor. I get you 9 tonight again. And I use it when I can.
I'm comin' hard with this killa game. An' I'ma make 'em all realize that they about to be broke. Young shawty, it's a pimp in the air. An' if you really didn't care, what you callin' me for?.
I don't work tomorrow. You could spare an hour of your time. And I don't mind to travel. We can go to your place or to mine. . 'Cause it's been a long week.
Sheets like shrouds. Veils and curtains wrap the orphans. Silent clouds. Lost in closed-eyed crownd. . Ebb and flow. The sound of the rain is an echoe.
Calling Elvis, is anybody home. Calling Elvis, I'm here all alone. Did he leave the building. Or can he come to the phone. Calling Elvis, I'm here all alone.
I got nothing where I've been. Will you bring me there again?. No one ever understands. You won't change to help, no. . I got lost inside a lie. Every smile, you made it die.
Scrape along the sidewalk. Looking for a face. Had to get out of my room for a bit. Tension is in town and I'm ready to quit. . Can't fall out of this hole.
Time has left off for me. And I came back for your offer. Can't you know what I need. You mean everythign to me. But you left to seek it. ??????????????.
Cops chase criminals though the subways. The less fortunate lie on the tracks. It's no wonder they'll amount to nothing. They've been told they're just a product of chance.
Kicked down the doors at the broadcast station. Pulled the plug on what they're saying. 'Cos she don't like it, Christina fight it. . She couldn't stand to hear what they saying.
Out on the streets anew. Make the connection. Feel the pulse surgin' through my bones. And it's like an infection. . I'm not the man to say that you can.
There's a few cars out at 2 o'clock, the limousine, me, and the patrol cop. Everything seems white in the middle of the night. Always get that feeling that things ain't quite right.
Carry on with the countdown. Carry on with a gun in hand. Carry on with the countdown. Carry on in the sinkin' sand. Carry on with the countdown. Carry on at a point blank range.
Kickin' at the curb strollin' mothers bay. Little naked kid it's where I used to play. Dad paints the house on the stereo. Reggae music plays and it just goes to show.
fifth avenue, noon in the corner saloon. watchin the september moonrise. connecticut barns put on their charms,. they'll make you wise. . the red cross nurse follows a hearse,.
the glass has been tipped over. we swim through the sand. searching for each other. we reach out our hands. but your face has no numbers. theyve faded away.
undefeated by myself. the shadow searching through the track. i keep on running and don't look back. i'll find my way someday. . hope to see you again, my friend.