All the violence.... . The ocean beckons with its gaze. Pulling me beneath the waves. The fury I search is now gone. . All the violence.... . It's calling at my burning skin.
Hot caffeine is skimming the inside of my lips.. In this old cafe, warming up my finger tips.. . Well my memories are vague. in this melancholy, crowded cafe..
Sitting looking at the magazines. Watching girls on the MTV. You don't even look half as good to me, hey yeah. Ponytail and a pair of sweats. Still look like a perfect ten.
I didn't have to love you. But I did, yes I did. At times your love was all I had. But now that love. Is just a faded memory. Of all the good times that we had.
Downtown's been caught by the hysteria. People scream and shout. A generation's on the move. When disco spreads like a bacteria. These lonely days are out.
Hey you, standing in the corner, looking like a loner. Don't you want to be mine. Hey you, dancing like a zombie, feel the rhythm like me. Don't you want to be mine.
We are the ones. We put a spell on you. Your life will go on and on. From dusk till dawn. Celebrate the night. . You've been looking for attraction. We go deeper than that.
(bairnson, elliott, parsons). . Guitars ian bairnson. Drums stuart elliott. Bass synth ian bairnson. Keyboards alan parsons and gary sanctuary.
Rising and falling, lighter than air. Silently calling, no one is there. Oh, bird that is flying, so high and so free. Closer to Heaven, than you and me.
I saw the light on the night that I passed by her window. I saw the flickering shadows of love on her blind. . She was my woman. As she deceived me I watched and went out of my mind.
Pay no attention to the writing on the wall. The words seem empty 'cause there's nothing there at all. We let the wise men beat the drums too soon. We were just children of the moon.
Well, I sympathize completely but there's nothing I can do. I am just a humble servant with a message here for you. Well I know you have good reasons and there's things you've got to do.
No one ever lived a thousand years. Not like things we do or say. Some of those who really changed this world. We would welcome back today. They could really light the way.
Written by ian bairnson. . Well I've talked to the wind and I've listened to rain. I have climbed to the clouds and I've cried out with pain. This life is for living so come to my side.
Csaldtam bennk s mindenben. Csaldtam bennk, csak benned nem. j lngok gnek a szvemben.... Sokat tanultam tled. Tanultam hinni s vrni. Ert mertek belled.
Csak a szerelmen t. Csak a szerelmen t. Hsev. Gyilkos virg a szved. Rossz a hred. Mindig forr a vred. letveszly. De ne flj attl. Hogy ilyen sok. Az amit rzel.
Humiliation outpost of snarling. Ugliness and dying people. Rewrite these image. Edit, cut and paste. . Favoring some fleshy sex. And racially diverse humor.
Thaw the Quaaludes from cryogenic husk. Lift the curtains, flip up the skirt. Let's have a look at that old cunt. Sarin nerve gas, four noble truths. Rebirth and raised the infinite idiot.
Japan's Aum doomsday cult. That masterminded the fatal nerve gas attack. On Tokyo subways, considered spraying the drug. LSD from the sky.
dusted nuggs, spores and smoke pass through paper to the lung.. medical marijuana abandoned for marinol anthrax inhalers.. coke-raw nose, bleeding sinus infection.