Mirror painted airplanes floating to some distant fancy fair. Carrying with them several servant, lovely ladies of the air.. Where will you be tonight? Where will you be tomorrow? Where will you be tonight? Where will you be tomorrow?.
Central station hustle, every place I've been.. Sometimes it runs me down. Takes a friend to show the right place to go, when your hights are runnin' low..
Well it gets cold. yeah it gets cold. when my lone voice echoes like the thunder. is it just in a dream. am I just asleep. cause it has changed like the open sky I'm under.
I put on my usual. Pack a picture from my cubicle. All I can think about is you. I'm still bleedin'. I'm still bleedin'. . Took the L to Union Square.
It's the way that you look. At me when I'm steppin out. Wanna change who I am. But you won't let me be. So afraid,. So alone. Creative and amused. With this life.
So, some say somehow. Who was high stays down. I don't think you understand me. I don't see your fault lies. I just wanna talk for now. . And though the way I struggle.
How shallow have we become?. Wrapped up in pointless strife. Watching each other with this disgust and selfish pride,. waiting and hoping for our brothers to fall.
Why do some of you think you're better than everyone who is around you?. We all live, love, bleed, die. Why do some of you think you're better than everyone who is around you?.
Guys out in Aloha nation. Look at me, I got a lot that I wanna say. Because I'm gonna scream out. All the information. Baby don't cha now. We be rockin' the place.
I make my livin 8 seconds at a time,. Tryin to tame boilin hell by gougin ugly hide,. No room for fear if you got it find the door,. Cause this aint to find out if you aint Cowboy to the core,.
Get in, get in, it feels like it's almost time. Acting like this you know youll get the first prize. Sickness makes us larger than life. This makes us larger, larger.
Siempre me opuse a que me pase.. Tener que callar la verdad por miedo.. Por eso perd amigos. y me gan el desprecio,. de los muchos jodidos. que hay en mi suelo..
Escucho a las rutas llamarme.. Son voces graves que me invitan a rodar.. Dicen extraar mi errante andar.. Pedal a fondo, tierra adentro.. . Sueos invaden mi descanso.
Una y mil veces, escuch esta cancin,. buscando en vano las palabras,. que se ocultaban tras el latido. del sol central de la galaxia.. . Del sur el viento. Al sur los ros..
Ser bueno,en mi sentir.. Es lo ms llano,. y concilia deber.. . Con quien pasa lejos. casi adusto.. Con el que viene a mi,. tierno y humano.. . Hallo razn, al triste y al insano..
Como estaba ah Dios, estuve yo tambin.. Ante el desfile de las inclemencias,. contemplando tanta miseria,. y yo pens, pa' mis adentros,. puta que tiene paciencia..
Who's your suspicious?. What's your distress?. What's your conviction for your regrets?. . Soon will come the eruption. Soon will come the end. Brave will be the heartless.