Smack in the middle of today. Got to learn new words. Merely got to simply say. I think we all misheard. Cracked in the middle of me. Have to find my heart.
Partly politic. Heads will roll. Mostly politic. God must call. . 'Til the winning hand does belong to me. What if no one's calling. God then must be falling.
Where are you now?. We're over here. We've got those empty pockets. And we can't afford the beer. We're smoking holes. And we've got only dreams. And we're so damn drunk.