All you men with aching greed. You dont realise that the people need. The children need a helping hand. Life means nothing in your houses tall. You've never had your back's against the wall.
Is there such a thing as senility. Is it an old mind? Is it there all the time?. Is there such a thing as the human race. Brothers and sisters. . People say I live in a fantasy world.
Well, I've got all these thoughts turning in my head. I have to write it all down. Trying to keep my head above the water. Stuck in a one horse town. .
What a lovely way to start a Saturday. And what a lovely time I'm having too. There is no other way I'd spend my Saturday. In fact there's nothing else I'd rather do.
That's right, her name is Sister Tease. She really knows how to please. Yeah, she'll kiss your lips. She'll have you doin' backflips. . Yeah, but that's her game.
Sometimes I don't feel so good. Most times I think that. I am misunderstood by you and myself. Can't tell if it's night or day. Spend hours in a cigarette haze.
Cold steel rails in front of me. My steel city left behind. Miles and miles of miles to go. It's another lonely night. . I see the tunnel up ahead is dark.
I won't say no more about what we're talking 'bout. I won't say another word. All my dreams that I try and tell you 'bout. You don't understand a word.
Right here before me, this fallen angle from my past. She's sitting back and slipping slowley. On a drink that always lasts and lasts. I've been dreaming , thinking about the days gone by.
I can see the world I have. Come down, down on me. This place we all belong to. Is falling down. Some just can't get enough. The unfortunate ones never had that much.
I didn't want to be so superstitious. I didn't want to say that I was wrong. But does New Orleans have voodoo?. Does cocaine make you chew?. . Are you acting like I wanted you to do.
I can't think straight. Voices scream insane. Calling out to let me go. Just let me go. . I have thought for far too long. Is it right or is it wrong.
Sometimes things get a little hazy. Sometimes I think I'm just a little crazy. I don't even know my own name. Soon all of me will go up in flames. . Wearing scars on my arms and in my eyes.
Well, it's a hot night. Excitement. And in the heat of the night. The flames ignited. . I see you smiling. Standing there with so many beside you. How can I choose from plastic faces.
Blood drips down venetian blinds. I cut myself on the glass I grind. I'm on my knees on the floor|. Carpet stained with whiskey and blood. I dont know why I'm doing so much.
I find it hard to eat, and I just can,t sleep. My world is upside down. I'm trying to be the real me. Am I true or just a clown. A weaving path before me lies.