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Looking For My Friends
This time let's not bring up my disasters. Or put me on some couch like Sigmund Freud. Your textbooks filled with hypothetical answers. So to summarize she called it null and void.
Look At The Wind Blow
I'm only seventeen, but I want much more than a small town girl should bargain for. More than standing in one place, waiting for the next james dean I live in a town that's.
Live In The Now
I've got a farm house,. It's a big white farmhouse. And forty acres in my head. You got a kitchen,. It's an oak floor kitchen. And a big brass feather bed.
Lay Your Wager Down
You're my flesh and blood. But we're not the same. A common name. And now. A common distance. . I looked up to you. In your plush armchair. Respect or fear.
Last At The Table
Preacher won't you preach to me,. I need a pint of philosophy.. I'm hurt and thirsty, set me on my way.. Mondays come and mondays go,. But this one seems to be sort of slow..
King Of 7th Avenue
King of 7th avenue I can count all the lights in the city from the ledge on the twenty- seventh floor.. There must be ten thousand window or more.. It's a hobby I can count on, helps me forget about the cold..
Jumpin' A Train
The time, 11:33 on a saturday, november, 1923. I'm synchronized, it's wise to keep my wits about me. My name is roy, a one-time choir boy. . Now I'm sixteen, man, and I'm nobody's toy.
I'm The One To Save
He's in an emotional prison. The self-inflicted kind. You're like a nun on a mission. To help that boy unwind. I said, "nobody's ever escaped alcatraz.
Don't Breathe
Picture my face at your kitchen table,. We're both fifteen years old.. . Your parents are sleeping upstairs in their bedroom,. The house is quiet, but cold..
Did I Ever Know You
So you found yourself a corner apartment. With a view of the town all your own. All your friends say. The city's gonna kill you or cure you. Five flights of stairs to your home.
Conversation With A Ghost
I'll respond to you in letters. Sorry so slow, sorry so few. In a nutshell, I'm much better. So far the complaints I hear are few. . So how have you been? have you been to the races? did you take my mother --.
Change
Change, change, change. Change, change, change. . If I were your brother. Could I spill your blood on me. We, who share a mother. Would we spite the sons.
Bring Me Backwards
Street corner, cityside lane. People cross borders. When green lights change. And isn't that strange. A face on someone. I almost said your name. Can you blame me?.
Blizzard
Weather advisory, one for the diaries. Windy and cold so stay off the road. It's bitter outside your windows. Stack your blankets, light your candles.
Autobiography Of A Pistol
I'm a pistol, a forty-five,. I just shot two men in this hot-house dive.. . Now I'm smoking - burning hot barrel of metal.. Believe it or not, I was bought by this guy named ray,.
All Things Being The Same
She is searching for some form of salvation. In the corner of a bar down the street,. But the gin controls whole conversations. And plays magic tricks with her feet....
All My Heroes Were Junkies
In 1968, he did shots with the doors at the whiskey-a-go-go. It was on one of those hot hollywood summer nights. He says, "jimmy came in tight leather slacks, it was hot as hell.
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