We are the animals who have lost our hair. Retained some of our teeth and gained a choice. We'll chase food, money and sex until satisfied. And when its time to rest ask, "What's next?".
I suggested at a truce, you spat out some excuse. You're violent, violent. They don't like you hanging round, you're bleeding on their ruby ground. You're violent, violent.
This is a true story. . I just woke up, everything was fucked. From the night before, I was beyond repair. I had just woke up, everything was wrong. All the cats were dead and the phones were gone.
Baby, don't go. To the haunted hotel. Got a really bad feeling. In my lungs and my bones. . Science can't save you. And your parents are away. On holiday in Mexico.
Shoot to kill, I dropped a pill. Then I threw a bottle of drink down my throat. I went at first looking for assistance. T bone burst in with both guns blazing.
I'll meet you in West Germany. October 1983. I know that freedom was a lie. And your husband was a spy. . You say that words are impotent. But they can help us pay the rent.
You are not an open book. I can't do nothing 'bout that. But I'm worried, I'm overdrawn. What am I doing up at the witching hour?. . Oh-o-oh-o. Oh-o-oh-o.
Don't you ever pretend. That we are more than friends?. Despite the metal and wires. I still have human desires. . I'll wait here 'til the end. For my dividend.
The distance we have come has got me pinin'. For a touch up once familiar and excitin'. And though up yonder charts we might be climbing. To do it without you is very frightenin'.
22 grand job. In the city, it's alright. 22 grand job. In the city, it's alright. . 22 grand job. In the city, that sounds nice. It's alright, it's alright.