When Brooklyn breaks into Saturday. The club rats scurrying away. And closing out and closing in. It's rare that something then begins. With promises like shining lights.
Autumn air it carries me there. Less than an hour to go. Six hundred miles an hour. And still it feels so slow. . I'm trying to get back to Burlington.
You can't tell me I'm crazy. And have me care. If I'm not I won't believe you. If I am then I'm not there. . And you can't win true love. No you can't win true love.
Kiss away the morning hour. In need of some restraint. While raised to think knowledge is power. I've come to learn it ain't. Because here I go when the hat drops.
Music & lyrics: john popper. . Driving around on a monday morning. Got school in four hours, but I blew my last warning. Not much point in going today.
BENEATH THIS SKIN I HIDE. I DIE TO REMEMBER. All the time I was alone. . MEMORIES I HAVE. A constent reminder. Of where I've been. And who I am. . (PLEA).
My heart is black and my lips are cold. Cities on flame with rock and roll. Three thousand guitars they seem to cry. My ears will melt and then my eyes.
My heart is black, and my lips are cold. We got the cities on flame with rock and roll. . My heart is black, and my lips are cold. Cities on flame with rock and roll.
I'm out of my place I'm out of my mind. I'm totally bent in the big time. There's no place for one of my kind. Scorn behind shades I don't care anyway.
I plot your rubric scarab. I steal your satellite. I want your life to be my. Baby tonight, baby tonight. . I choose to steal what you choose to show.
Ooo Cagey, what you got?. What you got there, dummy?. What you got there, man?. Ooo Cagey, what you got?. What you got there, honey?. What is it, a worm?.
I'm feeling creepy. Creepy tonight. Crawling out of my skin. . Mom's in the bedroom. Dad's in there, too. Slip into my shoes. . Open the window. Step on the night.
Roe v. Wade let's pray. They won't sway our way. Sister locked up boxed up knocked up. She's got no aid and no pay. Got no clay to form the day. . There's no father to support her.
Chemicals. All the food and the air and the river, streams. Been soiled by technology. Packaged in barrels delivered in cans. Liquids are seeping into the land.
He's got a Z-Door daydream. It's a fantasy. Chrome plated pipe dream. Watch it gleam. It's a sweet 350. It's a laser beam. . Oh, oh, it's Camaro Man. .
Well, I've got creatures, living in my house y'all. Very messy, yeah they're getting me down. A salamander nibbling at the food on my plate. And his friend Mr. lizard,.
well i had a mini-battle with my baby last night. so i left her for the dance hall to make it all right. i grabbed a mini-bottle at the end of the bar.
Chorus:. Hang my hat on a crescent moon. Way up there in a cosmic saloon. And watch the world go by through. the eyes of a bird up in the sky. On a horse named shooting star.