Is this the blessing or the curse? Should I belong to the trend? At least it's a tragedy that will only come once. A choir of men sing sanctuary in faith
I was always told that you had to have the balls to breakdown Now I'm older I'm not too sure I was once told that you had to have a high to lowdown An
Say you're the dreamer And come dream on Say you believe her And believe in me So bring your lovin' back here Bring your lovin' back here Bring your
One of these days, one of these days One of these fine old days, I'm gonna be free Keep on truckin' now, smilin', wavin' your hand Oh, goodbye She's
Someone call the doctor I think I'm goin'.. Someone call the doctor, I think I'm gonna die My feet are getting heavy, my mind is getting wet Someone
It's getting better all the time I used to get mad at my school The teachers who taught me weren't cool Holding me down Turning me round Filling me up
There was a red light coughin' up a room of blood And there were forecast seven inches of snow And there were two tunes playing in my head at once Arguing
Hit on the back and that's just who I am I'm gonna be your man, I'm gonna be your man Hit on the head that made me what I said Can't they just free
It don't matter anymore It don't matter much anymore 'Cause it gets me down Lets my feet touch the ground Won't be lost, but I'm found Do I care? Do
Rosemary's the kind of girl Don't need no reason She's the kind that just won't settle Down Clothes are out of season She'll be done for treason She
Well, everybody's got their own destination But I, I don't have one at all Well, everybody favours their particular situation But I don't favour much
..Love me Heaven knows, Lord, I've been crying Heaven knows, Lord, I've been looking for an answer To keep this heart of mine satisfied Oh yeah
Since I was a child I was chased like a demon out of town Gonna see the child of a leg, leg, legless hound And I am gonna follow you around And I am
We came, we came, we came again To stem the tide and point the blame Came back for more Came back to see what you had in store Everyone join the line
Mr. Jones, you've been wasted before Rest your head on this dirty old floor And everybody's mind turned to what they knew before And everybody's mind
Wake up butterfly The sun's fallen down The clouds are rolling over And we still got many miles to go From winter days come starless nights The constellations
