From the Albums:. * Bloody Buccaneers. * Last blast of the century. . I believe I'm in a bad mood girl. And I hope it won't last too long. Last time I had a bad mood girl.
In a painting by Van Gogh. Saw a street covered with black snow. The people move in a nervous stripe. Of blues, red and yellow. Read your letter for the seventh time.
From the Albums:. * The naked truth. * Last blast of the century. . Silver like a fish slappin' on my tongue. Speak to me the way you do. Hide me all summer in your arms.
He reads a book every now and then. Goes to a show every now and then. He's nothing more then he might have been. Nothin' less than an average man. He hates to lose and he loves to win.
We were rolling through the room. I could feel her heart boom. Beating next to mine. We were just eighteen. I was real hard and mean. But I had a soft spot for her eyes.
I could bet on new years eve he'd call me up at night. From the other side of the world Ed was always there allright. Ed's got the looks of a moviestar Eds got the smile of a prince.
(G.Kooymans/B.Hay). . I've been sleepin' all day, slummin' all night. In a 44 hour sedation. Since the day you cut me outta your life. The night I killed your patience.
From the Album:. * N.E.W.S.. . In a room with artificial light. Where the curtains have all been drawn tight. Behind a table that's out of place. Same old dream is being chased.
I can't blame you for givin' up. Don Coyote there's no reward in. . Fightin' windmills, fightin' windmills. . It's the country that I'm livin' in. You can't stop once you begin.
Eatin' TV dinner, with the radio on. Made me cough up this kinda song. There's a guy singin', I'd die for you. And it sounds like he means business too.
From the Album:. * To the hilt. . Not too serious. Take that frown off your face. I'll get furious. Baby I'd like to see a change of looks. Gimme pleasure.
Well, not so long ago, I ran into you. A pair of lonely eyes and a pair of broken hearted shoes. And then the other night, you were as cold as snow. You kept your blue jeans on and I never heard you leavin the room.
I was born the son of a tycoon. Successor to a vast fortune. Being spoilt without concern. For the future tricks I'd turn. I found the wrong direction.
From the Albums:. * Contraband. * Golden Earring Live. . He split the racket, to operate on his own. He set them up, stripped them.
From the Album:. * Keeper of the flame. . I'm up & you're kinda low. Are you provin', that you don't want me no more. Mixed up and I'm all alone. . And I'm ridin' around in circles.
From the Album:. * Cut. . Well I couldn't live if I don't see a mirracle happen. Stayin' up being here with you. And I do believe in a mistery that needs unraveling.
He's planning a robbery. Lack of common sense. Bad vibes and a story. That stands for accidents. . And now he's gonna get lucky. This time he'll play it smart.
Yeah, you can do that. . Well, take a look at me now here. Another sucker ruining the atmosphere. It's gotta be the story of my life. You know I'll mean from the very embryo start.
From the Albums:. * Contraband. * Naked II. . Bombay seems lost in dreams. When the pipes let off steam. In a backroom. Somewhere, anywhere in L.A.. Next payday comes, I'll be gone.
Hey-la hey-la hey-lo. I scratch the morning with a diamond. Bucked the storm like a whore last night. I'm goin' after that Spanish gallion. Skull, bones and dangerous.