Got the word, getting ready. Gonna get my pay from. I'm in light. When the action is hot. No town, no city. Gonna be free from the jumping jack. Kiss of life, getting gritty.
When our toasters finally come to kill us. A creator complex will fulfill us. Follow me down near the road ahead. Where we mean everything that we've ever said.
Never you mind at the storm, honey. Never you mind the lightning. Dawn gonna make the day warm, honey. Sun gonna make the day bring. . Hold you till it comes.
It all seemed so easy in daydreams. Past the playground. And schoolyard rules. When nothing's yours it's simple. To plan your escape. From all of those fools.
She lies out on the grass. Her bellybutton fascinates me. If summer never came and went. I doubt that it would ever faze me. . Broken in a moment of what once had been.
No longer care where I am. One smile remains to trace for the fingers on my hand. Search for your face in every crowd. Hope it springs internally 'til it runs over and out.
So I thought about my lifetime. How the days, they are confused. As the moments, they do roll by. Only some will follow you. . They're the same every day.
And when the mighty sea is heaving. And the mountain's gotten big. What anyone believes in. I never gave a fig. . But I could never fully handle. The heart that bore the load.
Original performer:violent femmes. . When I'm a-walking, I strut my stuff, then I'm so strung out. I'm high as a kite, I just might, stop to check you out.
You got one boy. With your right hand. And the other one. You hail a taxi cab. . Big city girls you make a mess out of me. Now I'm on my way back down to New Orleans.
Gonna get wild if that's okay. I don't need your blessing anyway. But I get crazy, crazy sometimes. I just wanna warn you. . So get out your camera, gather round.
Music & lyrics: john popper. . What about the time. When you seemed to need a friend. Not to be your champion. At least I could pretend. And it took so long to know you.
Sway with me for one more dance. And holding me closely, meet my eyes. And I would ask for nothing more. . I'm asking for another chance. To my own infinite surprise.
You asked me if I live without her. I choke on my reply. Let the blind man at the mirror spin his lie. And I'm damned if I don't try. Damned if I don't try.
This ache that follows you down. From wherever you both came from. Well it won't leave. Quietly. It just waits here noisily with me. . I turn to go but quite instead.
In the international rumble. She takes a chance and comes to me. And falling through the cracks we tumble. Not far at all but enough to see. We've come to rest our backs against the rubble.