Founds total 13 songs
Wonder Wheel
It's only me, the tattooed girls and the freaks. Standing here lost at sea. Old ideas and paper bones is all we are. And all we'll ever be. . The sky is as gray as an old man's hat.
Trailways
Stale coffee, auto-mat. Tired candy staring back. At my ghost in the glare of florescent hues. . Transparent plastic wrap. This could be the only map.
The Future That Was
Jesus, the world is falling to pieces. Will you come back and be our hero and release us?. And if so, will you get your own show?. And we'll be saved and well behaved.
Siddhartha's Of Suburbia
Stop wasting your words. Convincing yourself no one hurts. . Time killed the rebel. That could not change with time. And fashion placed a flower. At the image in our mind.
Phil Ochs
I've seen the death of rock and roll. And I am living proof. No one here can dig a hole. And not find the truth. . Phil, you are not gone. Phil, you are not gone.
Must Be You
I think therefore I think I am. I can't make my mind up. And I can't make you understand. . How I get distracted, how I search for things to say. How I let myself, get myself into my way.
Lucky
Cross the line and erase any doubt. You walk the carpet until you wear it out. Listening to songs tearing at your heart. With every box you pack, you feel like you could start.
Listening
And she lies quietly amid her empty room. And probes her open heart to verify the wound. She receives the phone call, she rewinds the message tape. She walks to the window, lets her sweat pour down the fire escape.
It's Only Entertainment
One, two, three, four. . Richard is important to Richard. And his most important friends. He doesn't take phone calls. He sits in his office and pretends.
I Am Not The Only Cowboy
And it starts like this, we crave to be kissed. By a moment complete in its happiness. Far away from the things that we wish to escape. That lead us to think that we are not awake.
Human
Gazing down on fields faraway. Staring out at all I see. I've just returned from a war that's lost. The only foe I had was me. . No retreat from the forces I fought.
Happy At Last
I sound like Michael Stipe. And I dream like Carl Jung. And I look just like a show girl. Who sleeps with her makeup on. . And I'm ready for the foot lights.
Dutch Wonderland
Beneath the snow lies a dream that I once had. And I know that I'll never go back. To the Christmas colored neighborhood as thoughtful as a card. With a plastic baby Jesus in the yard.
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