I'll finish the master you started. Just likely a vow brokenhearted. My heart got a nervous kind of feeling. Black, white, but my heart still beating.
This time I'm on to you. You should know this time it's personal, I'm. Not immune to your disease and you've found. A thousand ways to make me bleed. And so I start again.
I must beg you, Mary. Don't be coming out. Cheaters & non-believers. Well, they're howling outside your door. . So go on, make a break if you wanna leave.
Oh mama. Yeah. . Don't hang your head Virginia. You're just wasting your time. We all see stormy weather. Somewhere on down the line. . Hear people talking crazy.
Come as you are, as you were. As I want you to be. As a friend, as a friend. As an old enemy. . Take your time, hurry up. The choice is yours. Don't be late.
This is the way to find my harlequins face. To my junkie dead body. Still covered in lace. The flesh still warm where skin had once been my lips. My smile just scattered fragments lining the ditch.
You believe? Man what a joke. There is nothing I can't see. My reality is my own creation. And standing in the center is me. Backup! Lookout! Step aside.
Burned out like all. Cathie candles. Marked up with the. Choir vandals. Reading, "destroy, destroy, destroy". . Two-speed cycle. Streamered handles. Evenings with the.
Cut off. Cut off. . This is for the suffer. This is for the proof. This is for the lover soaking in the truth. This is for the liar. This is for the dream.
Attention. . Well, I was born an amputee inside here. Who can't turn and pledge allegiance. We just fall behind and we just fall behind. We default your procreation.
Death wrapped it's arms around you. No not the way they used to. Let them in. I ain't gonna let you in. I ain't gonna let you in. My tracks are what you want.
California's bleeding. California's dunes. California's bleeding. California's dunes. . I've never seen anything like it before. 'Cause you don't 'use it' it's alright.
Congo, get to, get to Congo. Get to, get to Congo. Get to, get to Congo. Get to, get to Congo. . Now could we go to the square they call Congo?. I need to go and lay my feet upon the stone.
Laying here. Feeling so rough. Guess the pink bubbles Didn't do enough. To cover up the way I feel. What's the point in wearing these heels?. Still my... make-up's on.
And in our ignorance we let them take control. And in their wisdom they decreed that we should bow. . Their grips extending to encompass all the world.
I just buried a friend. He had come to the end. But I can't help feeling that it needn't have been. Caught in the flak. There was no turning back. So he laid down his life for some psychopath's dream.
Rise into the light. And set a flame to the night. We must destroy the institution of fear. Every shadow of doubt. Grind it out. There is a vision now becoming so clear.
Sing to your sisters, your brothers are dead. The army retreated, the soldiers have fled. The carcass of nations lies out on the plain. For many to question but none to explain.
INTRO:. City lights are bright and know we won't stop. Till the morning's light. And we know the place where we can go. With all the lights like Tokyo.
Che bisogno d'amore, che bisogno d'amore...che bisogno di te,. che mi basta una parola perch il sorriso torni sul mio viso,. questo tu lo sai, e che mi basta un bacio e all'improvviso.