I'm always short on cash and my mind is in the trash,. can't find a way to get my head outta my ass.. I'm gettin' skinny as a bone 'cause I'm always stuck at home,.
Nobody lows me. Like I do. Nobody loves me. Like I do. . Self pity. . I can't do anything. What can I. do? I can't do anything. What. can I do?. . Self pity.
Sweet talkin' hippie. Cross your killin' floor, baby. Gonna come a little closer. 'Cause you know I want more, baby. . Don't run off. Don't you be afraid of me.
I. Look back on this life. And it doesn't seem right. That I'm standing here today. So many times. I thought I would die. But always something. Stood in my way.
Gauntlets. Throw one by one. See how they run. When the check doesn't clear. And it's time to pay the bill. Some are gonna ride it out. Some can't and they never will.
In this vale of toil and sin. You're stuck in a race that you just cant win. Just take a look around and it's so obscene. But that's the way it is, so you gotta get mean.
Sue him now and I'll tell you how. He's gonna milk like a cow. And if you wanna fill a bucket. Simple as pie if you care to try. Just look him in the eye like you're high.
Bagheera walked into the bar. And poured himself a drink. His fur was stained with the blook of monkeys. And he needed time to think. . The man at the bar said.
Every time the water breaks and soaks me to the bone. I remember what I left behind by sailing off alone. Pitch and yaw through hurricane, my position is unknown.
I'm looking for some kind of sign. My dream is made of gold. I tread upon with muddy feet. The fever leaves me cold. . I'm stretched across a thousand miles.
How promising the start. Of the letter being read until the captain proclaimed. "Dying is my heart". Then a hush befalls the crowd as the theatre exclaimed.