I don't drink tea or white chablis. I sit around and watch tv. Don't send flowers or take showers. But I'll be there to pull your weeds. . Oh yeah. . I don't read books, I don't french cook.
Paint on my cruel or happy face. I hide me behind it. It takes me inside another place. Where no one can find it. . Escape, I get out when I can. I escape anytime I can.
You were so beautiful. Like a child young and full of life. Seems a hundred years ago. You saw everything. So much more tragedy than good. You even watched the world grow cold.
Enough's enough's enough's enough. This year's been really really rough. Hey Dad...What'd you do with mother. Hey Dad...Why'd you hide your brother. I just want to tell you that I'm really felling bad.
Sixty million tons of meat. Spoiling in the stinking heat. Train loads full of moldy bread. Millions will still go unfed. . Acres full of dying wheat.
Well, here you are lying bleeding on a grimy street. See the broken glass sparkling darkly as it cuts your feet. Smell the rotting stench, the rancid odor of old cantonese.
Sometimes my world goes upside down. Sometimes I see things backwards. When I go walking in town, can't get back home. Someimes I see things right to left.
I want to tell you a story, happened long ago. About a redneck boy down from Tupelo. I got the slick black hair, I played a rock guitar. I liked to shake my hips, man, then i went too far.
Well, I wake up burnin' in a soaking sweat. My pillows are drippin' and the sheets are wet. I jump out of bed and I turn on the light. This happens to me every night.
Pardon me,. But you see,. I've seen that face before. I know those eyes. Unearthly wise. I feel it more and more. To look at you,. Deja vu,. Chills me to the core.
A hundred numbers on my wall. Some with namesI sometimes call. I dropa coin and watch it fall. Tryin' to get connected to you. . A thousand hours all alone.
Me and Iggy were giggin' with Ziggy and kickin' with the MC5. Ted and Seger were burnin' with fever. and let the Silver bullets fly. The Kid was in his crib, shady wore a bib.
We must complete the trip, try not to lose your grip. No sight of solid ground and never look straight down. . Deeper, deeper, deeper, deeper. . Your claustrophobic brain sucking you down the drain.
My liberated parents. They are gonin' out tonight. They read the hippest magazines. They've loosened their uptights. Dad's wearin' real tight Levis. And some Gucci Tennis shoes.
I'm gonna sign my name to full confession. It seems the woman I loved last night. Belongs to another man. . They'd like to take you home. They'd like to purr and tease you.
I'm gonna sign my name to full confession. It seems the woman I loved last night. Belongs to another man. . They'd like to take you home. They'd like to purr and tease you.
Crazy little child never got to see. All the pretty things in life. Had him put away, nothing they could say. Could ever make the pieces fit. . Aw well, daddy-o was rich, mama was a bitch.
I see you working at your station. Radiation burns my eyes. Love's forbidden so is passion. This whole place is sterilized. . I just want to see tomorrow.
One thing I miss is Cold Ethyl and her skeleton kiss. We met last night making love by the refrigerator light. Ethyl Ethyl let me squeeze you in my arms.
Some people call me the Creeper. 'Cause they don't know my name or face. I got 'em running in circles. Because a homicidal genius never leaves a trace.