Now that we got you in the family*. Get to the picture all right. You fill me up with my identity. Joey, Ramone, and it feels right. Pretending that I'm on a talk show.
Did you know campfire. Spinning the sonnets. I did it so often. . Well they sold me out. And called me a liar. How can I get up again?. . How'd you get so soured?.
I never had a false alarm*. Softer than a baby's arm. All hands are right. Never had it cost too much. She was my eagle-eye. Collapsed just fine. And then there being the stars.
Will I follow you down the line?. Will I follow you down the line?. . Stepped off the the train and looked for Fruitvale signs. The January air it whips across my spine.
I feel alone and I'll pray for this,. but I never want to be so clear.. I hold my head and I'll beg for this,. but I never want to be so clear.. . I came back for you,.
She reached for his gun*. And aimed for his glass eye. Even his arms. They couldn't focus on her right. But oh, my money. Suck, suck, suck it down. You take out the car.
Light the force that's on my back and get right with you*. Light the force that's on my back and get right with you. I push down to win you. Because it isn't too important.
It is wrong. It is wrong. It is wrong. It is wrong. To turn yourself off tonight. When we're still young. Turn the light. On tonight. Permalight. Say good night.
Wait there, just enough to see you smile.. I mixed up the distance of the miracle mile.. . You could never publish my love. You could never publish my love.
Yeah, yeah*. 'Their beds in swift' he cried. Come sister swish we dine. Unmentioned love surprise. Your ang-, your ang-, your anger. Your ang-, your ang-, your anger.
Heaven is a switchboard that you want to fight. She would even miss you if you taught her sight. Power politician leaning to the right. Baby's got a trust fund.
Well these bottles and stones*. We collected from our shows. We could line them one by one. Cause your pain is my pain. We'll go out of this just the same.
The future isn't what it used to be. I'm not surprised. I'm not surprised. Do you think that we like to take our orders from fools?. They're so behind.
The minimum won. We're the only survivors. Got nothing but the sea, sea around me. . We're breathing in smoke. The servants have spoken. Wonder how they could breathe, breathe without me.
Now we're born again*. And all that remains. Is all that reminds us of the sound. You've always known. All right. Now we're born again. And all that remains.