The world can beat me black 'n' blue.. It can hurt so much it's just not true.. Down and out and down at heel.. But it sure can't change the way I feel..
Go take the fast lane baby, you travel so light. The fast lane mother, your bark is your bite. Fast lane baby, it's all such a gas. Fast lane honey, you wave as you pass.
People in power waste their time. To young and creative, to lives of crime. Logic's a tool so very unusual. We all had enough of the crack abuse. . It's time to change our nation's rules.
Come on and walk with me. Through this landscape of love. . Come on and walk with me. Through this landscape of love. Come on and walk with me. Through this landscape of love.
[chorus]. La vida loca.. La vida loca. [x2]. . [chorus] [x2]. La vida loca.. . Amor y arte. Bailando en la arena.. Los hombres del mundo.. . [chorus] [x2].
what's it all about, I hear the global shout. Blind man draws the tribal line. And it all seems such a waste of time. Stars and spies, thug in ties. Power man refuels the line.
Just for you. . Written by - Mike Pickering, Paul Heard, Heather Small. . I will climb the highest mountain. just for you.. Bring gold and silver to your door.
When you find, when you find that your world is upside down. And you feel that life is a circus and you're the clown.. Don't give up, don't be down, don't let your face carry a frown..
Ah-ha, do the inner city hustle.. A bad break, all of that noise and bustle.. I need a space, a highway right to where you're going.. The main line, just down the track where life is growing..
Ooo, ooo. Ooo, ooo. . Gather round people I just dreamt of this song. About all the World gettin? along. Human rights, no shallow graves. Politician? s speak the truth, no one? s got Aids.
You walk on in and my heart catches fire.. My head explodes with visions of desire.. Mmm, you touch my heart, oh you,. you tear me apart.. I can't even think,.
1 2 3 4.. . We'll ride coast to coast in my holy ghost.. Chrome wheel, fuel injected, high on hope.. Soul engines cruisin' on down the road.. Wind down your glass and let your mind explode..
(Dreaming) mmm. (Dreaming). (Dreaming) woah, oh yeah. (Dreaming) mmm. (Dreaming). (Dreaming) mmm. (Dreaming). (Dreaming). . I close my eyes and see. A vision of what used to be.
Written by - Mike Pickering, Paul Heard, Heather Small. . The one-eyed tattoo artist. arrives at a sushi sunset.. Walks right on over to my spot. say's listen girl one hot sec..
Written by - Mike Pickering, Paul Heard, Heather Small. . Spent Sunday morning in the air. liquid lizards, laissez faire.. The Holy Cow on a gravy train.
If you think the world owes you a ride. You'll never find the reason why. Boy you know it's down to you. . Looking down, you'll only see your own two feet.
One day, when the last leaf has fallen from the trees. When water no longer runs in the stream. That day we've had our last dance. When the cat has had it's tenth chance.
I've seen the light and I've. seen the fate. And I walked away. Still I'm ok. . I remember the pain inside. from the day when my mother died. Never went away.
And I looked to the air. But the breeze was not cold. I sought for your hand. To hold unto me. . I lay awakened. The dew on my brow. Come take my life.
I know you look real nice, little girl. I better not catch a surprise, little girl hey, yeah. Taking a chance on your love. . I know what's on your mind, little girl.