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love, let me sleep tonight on your couch
and remember the smell of the fabric of your simple city dress oh... that was so real we walked around til the moon got full like a plate the wind blew an invocation and i fell asleep at the gate and i never stepped on the cracks 'cause i thought i'd hurt my mother and i couldn't awake from the nightmare that sucked me in and pulled me under pulled me under oh... that was so real i love you, but i'm afraid to love you i love you, but i'm afraid to love you i'm afraid. . . oh... that was so real |
broken down and hungry for your love with no way to feed it
where are you tonight, child you know how much i need it too young to hold on and too old to just break free and run sometimes a man gets carried away, when he feels like he should be having his fun and much too blind to see the damage he's done sometimes a man must awake to find that really, he has no-one so i'll wait for you... and i'll burn will i ever see your sweet return oh will i ever learn oh lover, you should've come over 'cause it's not too late |
We'll get some overhead lifters and some four barrel quads
oh yeah A fuel injection cutoff and chrome plated rods oh yeah With a four speed on the floor they'll be waiting at the door You know that ain't no shit we'll be getting lots of tit In Grease Lightning in response to my car not starting today... perhaps it needs a "tune up" lol |
..do you hear me?
do you care? do you hear me? do you care? my lips are moving but no sounds coming out the words are audible but i have my doubts that you realise what has been said You look at me as if you're in a daze it's like the feeling at the end of the page when you realise You don't know what you just read... |
Way up north i took my day
All in all was a pretty nice Day and i put the hood Right back where You could taste heaven Perfectly Feel out the summer breeze Didn't know when we'd be back And i, i don't Didn't think We'd end up like Like this |
And the morning lasted all day,
All day And through an open window came Like Sinatra in a younger day, Pushing the town away Ah - They sat on the stoney ground And he took a cigarette out And everyone else came down To listen. He said "In winter 1963 It felt like the world would freeze With John F. Kennedy And the Beatles." The evening had turned to rain Watch the water roll down the drain, As we followed him down To the station And though he never would wave goodbye, You could see it written in his eyes As the train rolled out of sight |
She's got a bumper like a billboard
Covered in stickers of her favorite band She's got a handful of records that she turns to When she needs to land She's a saturday night parade through the streets That all eyes some to see including me She carries memories around like souvenirs down in her pockets She should have let some go by now but can't seem to drop it Says forgiveness ain't nothing but a lifeless tire on the shoulder of her soul That never rolls For as much as she stumbled she's runnin' For as much as she runs she's still here Always hoping to find something quicker than heaven To make the damage of her days disappear Just like Guinevere |
...the day i stop
is the day you change and fly away from me you flicker and you're beautiful you glow inside my head you hold me hypnotized i'm mesmerized... your flames the flames that kiss me dead dust my lemon lies with powder pink and sweet... :farmtree: |
If you want it
Come and get it Crying out loud The love that I was Giving you was Never in doubt And feel it now Let go your heart Let go your head And feel it now |
...the further we go
and older we grow the more we know ... the less we show ... the very first time I saw your face i thought of a song and quickly changed the tune the very first time I touched your skin i thought of a story and rushed to reach the end too soon... |
Lookin' at you through a misty moonlight
Katydids sing like a symphony Porch swing swayin' like a Tennessee lullaby Melody blowing through the willow tree What was I supposed to do Standin' there lookin' at you A lonely boy far from home Maybe it was Memphis Maybe it was southern summer nights Maybe it was you, maybe it was me But it sure felt right |
It's the summer of love, love, love
I'm in love with love, love, love For everyone transcends here I'm thinking of you boy Love energy is giving us a shove Making this the summer of love I said,"I see no clouds ahead" Summer of love Summer of love I'm standing in the rain Just feeling the nitty-gritty of the Whole thing Everything is very special Look in and see what I got Orange popsicles and lemonade |
'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life
Trying to make ends meet You're a slave to money then you die I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down You know the one that takes you to the places where all the veins meet yeah No change, I can't change I can't change, I can't change But I'm here in my mind I am here in my mind But I'm a million different people from one day to the next I can't change my mind |
..i was walking with a ghost
i said please, please don't insist i was walking with a ghost i said please, please don't insist no matter which way you go no matter which way you stay You're out of my mind, out of my mind out of my mind, out of my mind... |
It's down on me
Yeah I got to tell you one thing It's been on my mind Girl I gotta say We're partners in crime You got that certain something What you give to me Takes my breath away Now the word out on the street Is the devil's in your kiss If our love goes up in flames It's a fire I can't resist |
...what if i stopped
just for a while to make it go slower still up the night just for a while to see if i'm finer live like i'm finer tell me your tale something with fire to break from the sorrow to break through the doors... |
"...Tied up with a smile..."
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You got a reaction
You got a reaction, didn't you? You took a white orchid You took a white orchid and turned it blue Something better than nothing Something better than nothing, it's giving up We all need to do something Try to keep the truth from showing up |
We got something we both know it,
We don't talk too much about it Ain't no real big secret, all the same, Somehow we get around it Listen, it don't really matter to me Baby, you believe what you wanna believe You see, you don't have to live like a refugee Somewhere, somehow, somebody must have Kicked you around some Tell me why you wanna lay there, Revel in your abandon Honey, it don't make no difference to me Baby, everybodys had to fight to be free You see, you don't have to live like a refugee No baby, you don't have to live like a refugee Baby, we ain't the first I'm sure a lot of other lovers been burned Right now this ain't real to you Its one of those things you got to feel to be true Somewhere, somehow, somebody must have Kicked you around some Who knows, maybe you were kidnapped, Tied-up, taken away, and held for ransom Honey, it don't really matter to me Baby, everybody's ha d to fight to be free You see, you don't have to live like a refugee No, you don't have to live like a refugee Baby, you don't have to live like a refugee |
You can call me a sinner
and you can call me a saint Celebrate me for who I am Dislike me for what I ain’t Put me up on a pedestal Or drag me down in the dirt Sticks and stones will break my bones But your names will never hurt I’ll be the garden, you’ll be the snake All of my fruit is yours to take Better the devil that you know Your love for me will grow Because This is who I am You can like it or not You can love me or leave me Cause I’m never gonna stop, no no Cleopatra had her way Mata Hari too Whether they were good or bad Is strictly up to you Life is a paradox And it doesn’t make much sense You can't have the femme without the fatale Please don’t take offense Don’t let the fruit rot under the vine Fill up your cup and let’s drink the wine Better the devil that you know Your love for me will grow Because This is who I am You can like it or not You can love me or leave me Cause I’m never gonna stop... |
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