, even play it in your hall I play it anywhere you want it, any old time at all Hi fi, lo fi, no fi's just fine with me, hi fi, lo fi, no fi's just fine
Got nothing to loose this time and I'm bored with the same old lines I never know what to do or what to say to you One look and you'll knock me out You
turn off the alarm. spit-shined and disarmed. time heals like a gun - if you let it. so run me down with no headlights. my head is light from this white
live with memories that's why I turn on my hi-fi to have my daily cry I wonder how the man... Especially when I'm listenin' to my hi-fi to cry by
Words like violence Break the silence Come crashing in Into my little world Painful to me Pierce right through me Can't you understand Oh, my little
There's a cat in my alleyway Dreaming of birds that are blue Sometimes, girl, when I'm lonely This is how I think about you There are times that I want
It lay buried here It lay deep inside me It's so deep I don't think That I can speak about it to anyone Could take me all my life But it would only take
All I ever asked of you Was a copy of Garage Days And to tell me the truth Ain't no one watching you Exit Ventura Highway It's like I knew two of you
I look good in a glass pack I look good and mean I look good in metallic, sick Wrap-around blackout tease I scud along the horizon I drink some sweet
I never thought of this as funny It speaks another world to me I wanna be your Easter Bunny I wanna be your Christmas tree I'll strip the world that
Nothing could be bring me closer Nothing could be bring me near Where is the road I follow? To leave it, leave It's under, under, under my feet The sea
Blood from a stone, water from wine Born under an ill-placed sign A stroke of bad luck, wrong place, wrong time This flyer is out of the line The story
Just arrived Singapore, San Sebastian, Spain, 26 hour trip Salt Lake City, coming in spring Over the salt flats, a hailstorm brought you back to me Salt
I know what I wanted I know what I wanted I know how I wanted this to be You go down to the water Drink down on the water Fly up off the water, leave
It happened fast, it?s over quick A little dust and the engine kicks Did your hands drift down off the wheel? A road owl hit your windshield An eyelash
Movin' through rough waters motel boy And swimming in your sleep How could I be so blind, miss-sighted Not to see there's something wounded deep Anyone
I can't say that I love Jesus That would be a hollow claim He did make some observations And I'm quoting them today 'Judge not lest ye be judged' What
Now this is horror movie stuff The muffin is peach, you're makin' love You mean this opera involves handcuffs? I lay defeated Yea, sour milk mouth, horseradish
