won't you look up at the skyline at the mortar, block, and glass and check out the reflections in my eyes? you see they always used to be there even
I met this girl, she looked like Axl Rose got drunk and took her home and we slept in our clothes and in the morning put my feet on the floor and thought
I was never cool in school I'm sure you don't remember me and now its been ten years and I'm still wondering who to be and I'd love to mix in circles
stop the bus I wanna be lonely when seconds pass slowly and years go flying by you gotta stop the bus and get off here enough's enough, and I'm leaving
I'd like to tell ya, like to tell ya tell ya everything 'cause nothing changes, ever changes doesn't seem the same these days Dave's been a mess since
Some summers in the evening after 6 or so I walk on down the hill And maybe buy a beer I think about my friends Sometimes I wish they lived out here
Come on! your Uncle Walter's going on and on about everything he's seen and done the voice of 50 years experience he's drunk watching the television
barren stares as they light up the screen bearing teardrops that shatter in slow-motion, no- vocaine our brains and we're out like lights and as I'm
Howard, the strangest things have happened lately when I take a good swing at all my dreams, they pivot and slip I drop my fists and they're back, laughing
I feel like a quote out of context with holding the rest so I can be for you what you want to see I got the gestures and sounds got the timing down
well, she crept back in the house at half past 3 shook her head to see him snoring in his sleep "if you really loved me," she said, "I wouldn't have
Destiny was calling Monday afternoon Wednesday you'll be crawling and you pray to be there soon with sports and wine yeah sports and wine no, no some
She plays wipe out on the drums The squirrels and the birds come Gather 'round and sing the guitar Oh I have you got nothing to say? When all words fail
Stop the bus, I wanna be lonely When seconds pass slowly and years go flying by You gotta stop the bus and get off here That's enough and I'm leaving
I met this girl, she looked like Axl Rose Got drunk and took her home and we slept in our clothes And in the morning, put my feet on the floor and thought
Howard, the strangest things have happened lately When I take a good swing at all my dreams, they pivot And slip, I drop my fists and they're back laughing
Come on Your uncle Walter's goin' on and on 'Bout everything he's seen and done The voice of fifty years experience He's drunk watchin' the television
Well, she crept back in the house at half past three Shook her head to see him snoring in his sleep "If you really loved me", she said "I wouldn't have
