Down The Drain

yesterday I cut myself on pieces of a broken dream. and though it hurt me so, I won't cry. no I won't shed a tear. I tried so hard. to pick you up. I poured your bottles down the drain.

Concrete Times

I remember a time when there was nothing but trees and green grass. Now I look around in concrete times and stay behind the glass. Crowds of people but I'm all alone staring at the bill for the telephone.

Cheap Thrill

I didn't think that there was something wrong again. now it looks like it's that time again. it's all a puzzle where one piece never seems fits. it's all a game that I just can't win.

Can't See It Still

Walking down the freeway. Trying to waste some time. Looking for the answers. I know I'll never find. . Thinking about the weather. And why it never rains.

Call To Arms

Rejoice in your naivety boy 'cause it's all gone for me. I know we lived on stupid dreams, it was all we had you see. But when the balance totters there's no time for starry eyes.

Burning Heart

Every now and then. I feel this place is going down. I'll catch the next train into town. . There's romance on the streets tonight. And every lonely hearts alright.

Bright Green Globe

Kids are burning up now. They got nowhere to go. In a spinning world of people. Such a bright green globe. . Where all the wise men have. Something wise to say.

At Home In The Wasteland

you're looking around. trying not to notice. that things are really falling down. everywhere we go. we see the signs there. and I don't see it coming round.

American Dream

looking down the street today. crime and war is all I've got to see. you look around, you want to know. is it really my country?. sometimes I wonder where it went.

Air Conditioner

say we're bored and disaffected. well I wonder how we got that way. I can't see the silver lining. can't even see the sun. beneath the skies of grey. hearing voices inside my head.

1944

Somewhere a pen is busy with hate tonight. Jaded eyes and cynics bring me down. Somewhere a kid is playing his heart out tonight. But he'll get nowhere with the Berkeley in-crowd.

S.f.s

(Sound For Sound). . sfs. it's only a song. took five minutes and it's not that long. and it means more to us than it will to them. just another stupid fast song again.

Roger

Million Days

look in the mirror. who's staring at me. reflections showing everything but the pain that's underneath. I turn around and walk away but the images stay in my mind.

Mango

I'm looking for the answers to my prayers. but I just can't seem to find them anywhere. see I've been hoping for. no war , no crime , all the people on the street have a place to sleep at night.

Going Down

we're going down. looking around this place man. I've got to get out of here. all those people here are crazy (gonna drive me nuts). looking at their race.

Downtime

you're gonna tear down the walls. you're gonna scream for change. you're gonna make a difference now. they're gonna hear it again. well I don't believe it.

We Went Wrong

just thinking of lies. I should have known about. just thinking of times. I could have prevented. all those mistakes. why didn't you set me straight ?.

Turn It Around

you can't believe it. look at the mess you're in. and like a bottle of India ink that spilled. you can't clean it up. just leave it alone. it's time to turn it down.