The days are gone when the girls. Used to kiss his nose. To wake him up in the morning. He looks at his wife once she was young. But now she's older. Than himself and all that happened without warning.
This is no story it's the key of existence. A little thing you better not forget. I don't know nothing bout it's a water-resistance. Why don't you use your head.
I sit in my flat watch the late night news. 'Bout troubles with turks and troubles with Jews. Gallons of beer stream into my mouth. They've shot a prime minister somewhere down south.
Well, I'm sitting in my window. Watching all the teens. Cruising in the street. Showing their mines. . And they shake what they've got. Up and down like a ball.
I see rockets in the desert sky. I see flesh and blood and I don't know why. I've seen fathers and I've seen them die. I've seen mothers and their daughters cry.
Hello!. . Tu dis que je suis un fous. Je dis que tu es la folie. Tu dis que je suis un fous. Je dis que tu es la folie. Tu dis je suis un grand filou.
Oh Eleonore. You came the long way home. Coming with a dream. And going back alone. . Oh Eleonore. You have left this place. So there's no warm embrace.
15 minutes to show. And 15 more days to go. I feel like a cake and every night I cut. A piece out for you. . So don't tell me that you're hungry. I know you are, but I am too.
He sits in a room down the dead end street. Dirty old t-shirt sweating in the heat. He's got no girl and no money for a drink. No deeper way to sink. No deeper way.
This is the anthem of the handsome ransom.... . We didn't want to cause any trouble. We just wanted them to listen to the band,. So we gave 'em a fax that said:.