Vicious. you hit me with a flower. You do it every hour. oh, baby, you're so vicious. . Vicious. you want me to hit you with a stick. But all I've got is a guitar pick.
I was talking to Chuck. In his, dark suit, in his wizard tie. I've spoke of his movie, and how I was making a sunshine.. We've spoke of kids on the coast.
Satellite's gone up to the skies. Things like that drive me out of my mind. I watched it for a little while I'd like to watch things on TV. Satellite of love, satellite of love, satellite of love.
Stephanie says that she wants to know. Why she's given half a life to people she hates now. Stephanie says when it's down to all. What country should I say is wrong from across the world?.
Sometime I feel so happy. Sometime I feel so sad. Sometime I feel so happy but mostly just make me ma d. Baby you just make me mad. Lay the arms, you pale blue eyes.
It's one day morning. You miss yesterday, tomorow's coming gaain, so fast that's already today. You'll never get put down going into the base be in the New York city.
Standin' on a corner,. Suitcase in my hand.. Jack's in his car, says to Jane, who's in her vest,. Me, babe, I'm in a rock n' roll band.. Ridin' in a Stutz Bearcat, Jim,.
Holly came from Miami, F.L.A.. Hitch-hiked her way across the U.S.A.. Plucked her eyebrows on the way. Shaved her legs and then he was a she. She said 'Hey, babe, take a walk on the wild side'.
I was talking to Chuck in his Genghis Khan suit. And his wizards hat. He spoke of his movie and how he was making. A new sound track. . And then we spoke of kids on the coast.
Life's like a mayonnaise soda. And life's like space without room. And life's like bacon and icecream. That's what life's like without you. Life's like forever becoming.
Won't you be my wagon wheel. Won't you tell me, baby, how do you feel ?. Yeah you got to live yeah your life as though you're number one. Yeah you got to live yeah your life.
Hey, if you are looking for a little action. Hey, if you are looking for a place to go. Hey, if you are looking for some satisfaction. Whoa, it's the voices of freedom.
Lover, lover, why is there light. In the itchy gitchy evening and it's dark outside. And what is the difference between wrong and right. Wrong and right.
This is no time for Celebration. This is no time for Shaking Hands. This is no time for Backslapping. This is no time for Marching Bands. This is no time for Optimism.
I was sittin' home on the West End. watchin' cable TV with a female friend. We were watchin' the news, the world's in a mess. the poor and the hungry, a world in distress.
The last shot should've killed me. Pour another drink. Let's drink to the last shot. And the blood on the dishes in the sink. Blood inside the coffee cup.
I dreamed I was the president of these United States. I dreamed I replaced ignorance, stupidity and hate. I dreamed the perfect union and a perfect law, undenied.
"Sweet Jane". Lou Reed. Velvet Underground. Standing on the corner, suitcase in my hand,. Jack is in his corset, and Jane is in her vest, and, me,. I'm in a rock'n'roll band. Huh!.
Some kinds of love. Marguerita told Tom. Between thought and expression lies a lifetime. Situations arise because of the weather. and no kinds of love.
I was up in the morning with the TV blarin'. brush my teeth sittin' watchin' the news. All the beaches were closed the ocean was a Red Sea. but there was no one there to part it in two.