The father who sired her handed her over the crack-handed orchestra played The bride and the groom stood shoulder-to-shoulder as the ill-starred wedding
I went outside to catch the snow. Ice is raining. Ice is raining. (snow) Ice is raining. Ice is raining. I went outside to catch the snow. How
Jeff Moss Bear: Extra! Extra! Somebody's getting married! Bear 2: Somebody's getting married? HEY, somebody's getting married! Bear 3: Whoa, somebody'
Pawn shop ain't no place for a wedding ring Six months from now, what will that money mean? You shop around looking for memories Somehow satisfaction
she deserves it and can't get used to so much joy but hopes that she deserves it can't believe there's so much love around her now it wasn't always
Imagine me loving what I see When the mirror looks at me 'Cause I, I imagine me In a place of no insecurities And I'm finally happy 'Cause I imagine
Came in from a rainy Thursday on the avenue Thought I heard you talking softly I turned on the lights, the TV, and the radio Still I can't escape the
Mine, immaculate dream made breath and skin I've been waiting for you Signed with a home tattoo Happy birthday to you was created for you Can't ever
When I first met you on the roof You caught me with your web of youth But now I know the wicked truth It's much too late, so what's the use in fighting
I am, I myself alone Realize, I never had to use no one When it comes down to my soul Freedom puts my faith in none of the above There was a time I was
He's sinking faster than a drowning man He'll grab a hold of anyone he can Gun in his pocket and a heart of ham Uncle Sam He's dying faster than a rabid
Coat check girl up in happy land Has a violent row with a Cuban man Julio leaves in a drunken rage Comes back with the gasoline The club has no fire exit
Telephone call for Mr. Bones Dear Mr. Bones, we've had enough You can try, to pull us down With your pinstripe weasel stuff But word travels in this
Destroyed by MTV I hate to bite the hand that feeds me So much information The pressure's on the screen To sell you things that you don't need It's too
Here we stand In the shadow of the master plan Makin' trouble wherever we can Stir it up, stir it up, stir it up Can't you see This boy is going cheap
Just come softly to me In the shelter of my heart I watch you from my window Working this vicious road You shudder when the wind blows Girl you're looking
Shotgun Get it together Thing is jumpin' I wanna see your Bullets pumpin' Shotgun Itchy finger On the trigger Got to make the Shooter bigger Shotgun
Breath after breath Ama! danca Every day I wake up in this room And I don't know Where I come from Where I'm going to Then I hear the voice Senhora