Trippin' on the heart of the bad machine. Rippin' thru the shreds of a lame-o scene. Layin' out the rules whatcha gonna do. two zero zero zero baby comin' for you.
Well it's a hustle, it's a hustle every day of life,. And it's enough to keep your head above the water, see.. It seems the older I get the more freedom I have,.
All you brain-dead kids get lost. I grab the tab snap the cap pop the top. When I start with much heart. This world seems numb blind deaf and dumb. There's many ways to be living.
No need to pull some weight around. But then I ain't gonna just sit here. Like a clown and just wait around. I'm taking what I've earned to be taking.
There's a 15-minute fad rule. They're seven inches late. Here we are, too hard, too fast!. And I'm just the cynic to tell you. It just dont move me at all.
She came and saw that all her wilted love had blown away. But I still don't know why we choose to hate the loneliness away. . Will I ever be your lover?.
Dear eastern prom. I know what's wrong.... But it's suicide eyes. That wrote this song. For all I'm worth. Writer's block is a bitch. Words falling like bricks.
I left you long ago, my life was mine alone. Dreams chased and lost in a second square. How was I to ever know, all that shines, isn't gold. Bright lights on the lonely load, and I'm missing you.
I know you're out there. You might be right around the corner. And you'll be the girl that I love. No one could take you. No other man could make you an offer.
Let's go, let's just get away from here. Let's find a place under the stars. Let's be the people that we want to be. Let's live like we could never part.
Where did those brass band mornings go. And the dreaming over tea, God only knows. Was it so long ago, you're tried to let me know. . You'd seen this face.
Beauty sat bathing by a spring where fairest shades did hide her. the winds blew calm the birds did sing the cool streams ran beside her. my wanton thoughts enticed mine eye to see what was forbidden.
(English: The Heart's Region). Words and Music by Per Gessle. Published by Music For Money/Inhouse Music. Han ville hitta ett hav / och en horisont / En strand dr han kunde g.
(English: The Heart's Region). Words and Music by Per Gessle. Published by Music For Money/Inhouse Music. Han ville hitta ett hav / och en horisont / En strand dr han kunde g.
(English: Stories We Could Tell). Words by Per Gessle, Music by John Sebastian. Published by Warner/Chappell Music Scandinavia AB. Talar till mej sjlv igen / och undrar / Varfr gr man det man gr? /.
How do you do what you do to me. I wish I knew. If I knew how you do it to me. I'd do it to you. . How do you do what you do to me. I'm feeling blue. Wish I knew how you do it to me.
For goodness sake. I got the hippy hippy shake. Yeah I got the shake. I got the hippy hippy shake. . I can't sit still, with the hippy hippy shake. Yeah I get my fill now, with the hippy hippy shake.
Just a hard luck boy from a hard luck town. Hard luck story that's goin' around. You can make a fool wear a crown. Prop him up but he falls back down, fall back down.
I recognize the symptoms, but I don't know the cure. Your feelings are so useless, banging your head out on the wall. Well I went through the station, if I could have a chance.