"it's not what you say, but how you say it." keep telling yourself that and it will become you. but when you're held up to the light you're transparent
I was walkin' down the street Concentratin' on truckin' right I heard a dark voice beside of me And I looked round in a state of fright I saw four faces
Danse Cette annee on a de la chance Le Pere Fouettard est en vacances Tres loin tres loin de chez nous En son absence On n'aura pas de penitence Saint
Wake up, months have changed Have fucked me up I've got the breaks I've got the breaks Your laughter takes me from disaster To tears All washed away
I'll work my fingers to the bone But when I'm done I'm going home This job just isn't right for me Duress is not what I need Another day just like the
Here I am in a brand new shade of blue Stumble as I go into myth upped free bee shoes Well, I walked for miles and miles To get through all the pain
Hey, Daddy just lost his pay What did he do it for It never made it through our door He drank the whole week away And what can a family say There
Time to make a change Time to rearrange Sooner or later It's somethin' you gotta do Baby it's up to you What are you gonna do Lately it's up to
Bells ring in in my ear Voices I hear Whispering daily to me Love in your fire High on a wire When I know you're near me God, I'm glad to see
Orange and yellow and purple and green The lights of the city at night set the scene Stumble through the bars of forget-me-not lane Sparkle through
All you brothers and sisters Lookin' for a better way Why don't you all go to the country Hitch a ride from the city Get away for the day The summertime
This is for all the lonely people Thinking that life has passed them by Don't give up until you drink from the silver cup And ride that highway in
Through the darkness I see you again Watch my temperature rise Can't believe my eyes, don't tell me I've had way too much tonight Drank the potion
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For the last time I watched Old Man Took bait his hook And then throw his line Pick up his wine He's a friend of mine Known him all my life and
Sometimes late when things are real And people share the gift of gab between themselves Some are quick to take the bait And catch the perfect prize