Sometimes it's hard to say. Sometimes it's really strange to make your day. Even if you walk outside the sunlight in the sky. Sometimes makes you feel crazy inside.
Ooh, now let's get down tonight. Baby I'm hot just like an oven. I need some lovin'. And baby, I can't hold it much longer. It's getting stronger and stronger.
Saw a man on the moon. Yellow submarine cartoon. Took a ride on a e-type car. Went so far. Back rows and turn on lights. Couldn't get to sleep at night.
The sun sets on us, the night we belong to,. As we talk about, all the things we've been. through, And all we can do, all we'll do. . We'll sit at the hill, and think of the good times.
Suzanne and I. Never will we be apart. Suzanne and I. Never will we be apart. . But we hold, hold. Hold it down. Oh, we hold, hold. Hold it down. . Cause the night calls me.
No matter how high you fly. Events conspire against your state of mind. No matter how hard you try. There's always someone trying to bring you down. .
And so you're reeling. >From the fatal shot. Your heart was so alive. And then it stopped. . So we remain. . You see the casualties. They're all around.
I am so confused. you know I refuse. tearing me apart. tearing me apart. . Sounds and glimps in my mind. the abyss of time. to me you're everything. to me a past went in tears.
A peerless depth is where you're at. And I'm still treading water just over your shoulder. A hole in your wall, in your bedroom after all. And I'm still over your shoulder, taking in water.
Oh my my, oh my my,. It has come to this.. Oh my my, oh my my,. It has come to this.. Well it's such a small town and what comes always goes around.. And there's crows in the tree and they're singing for me,.
I'm not really scared. I just like the way that those words sound. When they fall from my mouth. And I say them to you out aloud. . Sometimes my hands.
Steak knife, there's a hole in my head. Steak knife, you're gonna be dead. Steak knife, it's a heavy change. Steak knife, say goodbye to your brain. .
The sun comes out twice a day. I cannot move, I can't get away. . So long ago when my life was young. I did not know the dangers of the sun. . And I'm staring, staring.
she says, "he's writing a novel". i told her that's called smoking dope. she said a boy my age should have learned to cope by now, by now. . she's got more bounce back than my, my stretch armstrong doll.
Oh, I just found out, I've been tripping on the shadows of my doubts. If you backed them up, the way we're taught to hide. A rage that's ripping at me from all sides.
The Kansas sun, behind I left everyone. There was no getting over, no place to hide. With a future as open wide. As the shirt on Travolta in 'Staying Alive'.