Did I slip? I know I stumbled Did I trip? 'Cause I know I fell All's I know is I'll wake up here in my clothes tomorrow But oh, girl I wish I knew you
It's happening baby They're putting up the chairs Zaking the money And all we can do is pray Pray for tomorrow So close your eyes So close your
Enemy fire Enemy blanks Enemy colored roses Red colored tanks It's too late baby Baby, it's too late Learn how to change And maybe I could stay
Lady, your kicks of silence cough into your room Kiss me slow and softly make me dream of you Well, everybody wants to forever I just wanna burn up hard
They slapped 'em on you Where that bracelet used to be You know the one I bought you in phoenix Where they sell old jewelry I was trying to make
Riot on the streets, the touch beneath the sheets It's only gonna make me love you more The cops they got the guns, the night destroys the sun It'
"Ah the night...here it comes again" It's on with the jeans, the jacket and the shirt How'd I end up feeling so bad For such a little girl And I hold
the cities of Mexico Lived in an apartment out on Avenue A I had a tar-hut on the corner of 10th Had myself a lover who was finer than gold But I've broken
Well, the night makes moves And it shatters like broken glass Better play it cool... better let it pass Have you been screening your smokes? And
I want to tell you something That I should've, long ago I wish that you and I had those kids Maybe bought us that home I wish that we were stumbling
I wish I had a Sylvia Plath Busted tooth and a smile And cigarette ashes in her drink The kind that goes out and then sleeps for a week The kind
of gold, tears of gold en restraint As evidence of the pain that she feels Tears of gold, tears of gold promise the rapture and heal the soul Replacing tears of gold
Everybody wants you to be special And everybody wants you to be high They throw you down a rope when you're in trouble, baby Screamin', "Save me" Then
I knew a girl named Rosalie, We used to hang out in the park, We used to score the system grease, From the fellas after dark. We used to sail the streets
but it pays pretty good, Keeps her out of the cold It ain't no easy life But it's silver and gold Silver, silver, silver and gold Tina Toledo's
I knew I was never gonna talk to you tomorrow And oh, the birds how they sing If you were a bird could you sing me a song of sorrow 'Cause all I know
Poor girl, no Ma Nothing much to speak of but a rough diamond Sleep now and your angels will come, dear Poor Matilda Handcuffed to the wheel And
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