Mama oh mama I don't wanna come down. Not if it's all like it was on the ground. Hiding my feet 'cause I'm too shy to dance. Hiding my face behind both of my hands.
Tell you who i miss the most. Dressed in see-through like a ghost. Julia julia. She pulled me in and she locked the door. Gave me wine and gave me more.
Why should I join a breed. That brings one another down?. Group behavior, group as the savior. A circus filled with clowns. Who are these men? Why are they here?.
Baci qui baci la. pudore e castità. però poi vado a far sesso. con la porno star. Si perché no con te. io non ce la farei. certe cose infangherebbero.
You think that you're so pretty.. You think that you're so sweet.. You ain't nothing but a piece of meat.. You're daddy's little princess, but you're someone's little bitch..
When i see that girl i went out of my mind.. She's the kinda girl i wanna make all mine.. . Cause that girl is a dream.. She's the best damn girl i've ever seen..
He called me on the phone.. Said, "dude, it finally happened.". He told me that he got some head and i started laughing.. I told him to stop lying. He told me he was not..
Looking through the photos you find in my drawer. Laughing so hard, you're rolling around on the floor. At all the bad haircuts and smoking cigarettes.
When the baby's born. Oh, let's turn it to the snow. So that ice will surely grow. Over weak and brittle bones. . Oh, let's leave it to the wolves. So their teeth turn it to food.
Oh! a love that makes you blue,. is a love that isn't true.. Oh! the only love I knew,. was a jealous kind of love. . Oh a jealous kind of love,. Oh a jealous kind of love..
Well, I'm rumblin' in this JCB. I'm five years old and my dad's. A giant sittin' beside me. . And the engine rattles my bum like berserk. While we're singin', "Don't forget your shovel.
Well, I'm rumbling in this JCB. I'm 5 years old and my dad's a giant, sitting beside me. And engine rattles my bum like berserk. While we're singing. Don't forget your shovel if you want to go to work.
The need to realize. Shot, shot, shot, blank. Staring down the barrel of my arm. Shot, shot, shot, dead. It's over drawn black. Shot, shot, shot, red.
She doesn't know how to relax. Doesn't know how to hold back. And all I can do is laugh. . Maybe I'm too much in love. Maybe I don't give a fuck. It's never enough.
You can climb a mountain. You can swim the sea. You can jump into the fire. But you'll never be free. You can shake me up. Or I can break you down. Whoa-o-o-o-, whoa-o-o-o-.
Written by: Harry Nilsson. Vocals: Harry Nilsson. Piano: Nicky Hopkins. Pedal Steel Guitar: Red Rhodes. Drums: Barry Morgan. Bass: Klaus Voorman. Acoustic Guitar: John Uribe.
Mmm, a message to all my friends. Mmm, I've fallen down again. . Please send help. Please send your horses and your men. Please send your very best doctors.
My brother seems to go to school today. A circumstatial account is put in the end. Let me tell you one thing to explain. My brother Jimmy takes a dose of pills.
Now this old world wants to bleed me dry. Like a desert wind through a cloudless sky. No relief from the heat, no shade I find. No sign of water, but the tears Ive cried.