I've stuck around too thick and too thin. You cannot deny, I've always been in. But I've watched you stand still as a snowman. But I don't see you change, you're always at meltdown.
SAMMY. I GOT Y'. I SHOT Y'. AND Y' BLOODY KNOW I DID. I GOT Y', I SHOT Y'. . LINDA. I STOPPED IT WITH THE BIN LID. . SAMMY. BIN LID - BUT. YOU KNOW THAT IF YOU CROSS YOUR FINGERS.
I want the morning rain to push it all off my face. The world as fast as a train to take me away and leave me out there. Want the Sunday priest to put up the candle.
I'm going back to New Orleans. Ain't turning my back on this world of tears. With a head that's heavy and a heart that's sore. Gonna swing my hammer, gonna stop this war.
When you sing. When you sing. Stars fill up my eyes. . Galaxies. Pour down my cheeks. Galaxies. . Galaxies. They flood the street. Galaxies. . When we dance.
Mississippi Delta shining like a National guitar. Paul Simon wrote that song about Graceland. While driving in his car. Mark Cohn wrote that other one.
I met God. On the edge of town. Where the wind meets the stillness. Where the darkness meets the light. . Where the ocean meets the sky. Where the desert meets the rain.
Enough of this throat singing already. If you wanna sing two notes at once. Why don't you do like everyone else. Get a multi-track machine. Lay 'em down separately.
I watched late night planes. Leave cool white trails. And my trouble took flight. Goodnight trouble. Goodnight. . I kissed my friend. And he took my hand.
You can stay the night,. You can look me in the eye.. You can fake your way to the finish line.. Don't you dare profess to love me. When you're lying to another.
He walked down a busy street. Staring solely at his feet. Clutching pictures of past lovers at his side. Stood at the table where she sat. And removed his hat.
She takes a drink, she's had a few. She wants to not feel guilty. Empties the glass and shakes her ass. Forgets that she is filthy. . She knows the game they're all the same.
Allez Camille Simon allez. Allez Camille Simon Sonia allez. Allez Camille Simon Sonia Florence allez. Allez Camille Simon Sonia Florence Hervé allez. .
Glow worms show the path we have to tread. Dreamers we should be asleep in bed. Moving slowly through the springtime air. Holding moments in the depth of care.
All the leaves turn green in the summer. All the roses bloom in May. All the geese fly home for the winter. High above our earth now paved. . All the stars gleam for the night time.
Gasoline. I can smell it on my clothes. You wrapped your arms around me. And I woke up soaked in gasoline. . Trampoline. I used the last of my faith. When you shot me straight up to the sky.
Didn't know what I was missing. 'Til I caught sight of you. Melt down my ammunition. I willingly diffuse. And you're something else. . Keeping my head out of my head.
I never treated you so mean. Like that's a reason to be proud. My love, I know it's been so long. But I thought that I'd just call around. . And with that smile that says.
Rambling and rambling, rambling and rambling. . It's the woods, what do you see?. In all the spooky shadows, in the forest of green. Is there a windy path, angry ass woman who will eat you?.
You know I've never been to Venezuela. But everything is fine south of the Rust Belt line. I think I like it, yes, those southern cats are really unique.