Before the end of the beginning. Before the finish credits role. There is a brief but brutal truth along. The high and mighty road. . Faces tend to run together.
Desperation sets the clock. Buried treasure, call the shots. Family jewels in the vault. Sleep safe at any cost. . When the life begins to fade. Snakes rattle in the cage.
Wasting time, we wait for answers. Every time we throw the dice. Breaking down all delusions. Wasting time. . Finding time, we take no chances. Treating time, and pulling punches.
Welcome to the gold rush, ladies and gentlemen. Where California begins and maybe ends. California is the last stop on the great hitchhike. West and now it's getting a little full.
God knows how long she was waiting on the mountain. Staring at the river, watching all her dreams go by. Every single morning she sang of crystal fountains.
Sitting 'round, talking 'bout old China. And how the ladies hair will go to gray. Paying for a speedy revolution. Hoping those fine lines will go away.
In the shadows of the night come the friends of fantasy. Dancing forward toward the dawn, wrapped in coats of vanity. In the closets, in the home hang the toasts of days gone by.
May I help you, Sir?. Yes, I'd like to buy a map, please. What kind of map?. . As up-to-date as possible. I'm thinking of doing a bit of traveling. And I need the latest world atlas.
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Consternation on the dance-floor i can't take it anymore.. my ugly girl-friend has these big eyes, she's running out the door.. get her back, the regulars cry..
God knows how long she was waiting on the mountain. Staring at the river, watching all her dreams go by. Every single morning she sang of crystal fountains.
Sitting 'round, talking 'bout old China. And how the ladies hair will go to gray. Paying for a speedy revolution. Hoping those fine lines will go away.
In the shadows of the night come the friends of fantasy. Dancing forward toward the dawn, wrapped in coats of vanity. In the closets, in the home hang the toasts of days gone by.
Welcome to the Caf Shabu. Permit me to introduce you to some of our regulars. Starting on my immediate left, ladies and gentlemen. Here in Caf Shabu. .
Consternation on the dance floor, I can't take it any more. My ugly girlfriend has these big eyes. She's running out the door. Get her back, the regulars cry, all the bar-flies are going dry.
Sushi for Shabu. You keep calling me. You keep calling me. . Angel of death. I have thought, I heard you singing. Angel of death. I have held the flutter of your seductive wings.