Oh give me a home. Where the buffalos roam. And the deer and the antelope play. Where seldom is heard. A discouraging word. And skies are not cloudy all day.
Lo, how a Rose e'er blooming. From tender stem hath sprung!. Of Jesse's lineage coming. By ancient sibyls sung. . A rose doth bear a flower. All in the cold midwinter.
No one's picking up the phone. Guess it's me and me. And this little masochist. She's ready to confess. All the things. That I never thought that she could feel.
In my head I found you there. And running around and following me. But you don't dare. But I find that I have now more than I ever wanted to. . So maybe Thomas Jefferson wasn't born.
No one's picking up the phone. Guess it's me and me. And this little masochist. She's ready to confess. All the things. That I never thought that she could feel.
I'll show you how it's done. You'll smile through the pain. Sweetly singing. Over the plain. . Gloria, Gloria. In Excelsis Deo. . They'll show us how it's done.
And if I die today I'll be the happy phantom. And I'll go chasing the nuns out in the yard. And I'll run naked through the streets without my mask on.
Sights and sounds. Pull me back down. Another year. I was here. I was here. . Whipping past the reflecting pool. Me and you skipping school. . And we make it up as we go along.
I don't, I don't know why. In your boys life you become like a bull. Like a bull in a china shop. Smash it up into smithereens. . There you, there you go again.
Here I said. Don't even let this go. And it's hey to that old man. I'm coming in the graveyard. With my little tune. It's June. I said she's gone but I'm alive, I'm alive.
I took a taxi. From LA to Venus in 1985. I was electromagnetically sucked back. Into the party going on that night. . And it was the glory of the 80's.
God sometimes you just don't come through. God sometimes you just don't come through. Do you need a woman to look after you?. God sometimes you just don't come through.
Seven a.m.. So it beings again. One zip. Favouring familiar silhouettes. Left whips and chains. Behind I'm boycotting trends. It's my new look this season.
So you heard. I crossed over the line. Do I have regrets?. Well, not yet. . There are some. Some who give blood. I give love. I give. . Soon before the sun.
General Joy, I know, I know you'll take me there. Where your boys were left behind. General Joy, it seems you need a soldier girl. Now they have liberty gagged.
Poppa I know. There's a frog on my toe. Maybe I'll call him Jethro. Maybe I'll grow up to be. As wise and as good as he. And maybe I'll come back. After you're long gone.
Hey, kid, I've got a ride for you. They say your brain is a comic book tattoo. And you'll never be anything. What will you do with your life?. Oh that's all you hear from noon till night.
Back to lull the minds. Cries below. Cries above. You must pick a side. . Will you choose fear?. Will you choose love?. What does it look like. This orbital ball.
Shock, got the shock of my life. Just buckle up, girls, I'm stealing the night. From them steal the night. What they're down to, let's see in cold day light.
Steady, girl, on your feet. You and your wonderings. Bread can feed a few. So can some cartoons. . So it ends, so it begins. I am my father's son. Plant another seed of hate.