Sometimes out my window I notice that you've been cryin' over him And I wonder why you just don't Kick him to the curb instead of bein' with him You
Hey you what's that sound? little bits of warning bouncing off your head suck suck me dry bow down baby to the vampire inside aaaaaaaaah Hey you what'
Here's another song with the four oldest chords in history I guess, I lost all ambition turning left on Missouri I could have made it better but the
The streets were cold and barren The nights were dark and dank And the sky, hadn't had a rain cloud in it for 25 years.... The buildings were dead and
Guitar & Instrumental
The snow it melts the soonest when the winds begin to sing And the corn it ripens fastest when the frost is setting in And when the young man tells me
Waking up I watch another sun go down Another day spent underground In my world of pills, yeah And I was thinking how the world should have cried On
Hans plays with Lotte, Lotte plays with Jane Jane plays with Willi, Willi is happy again Suki plays with Leo, Sacha plays with Britt Adolf builts a bonfire
I got no means to show identification I got no papers show you what I am You'll have to take me just the way that you find me What's gone is gone and
The streets are lined with camera crews Everywhere he goes is news Today is different Today is not the same Today I make the action Take snapshot into
It's nice here with a view of the trees Eating with a spoon? They don't give you knives? 'Spect you watch those trees Blowing in the breeze We want to
And through the wire I hear your voice And through the wire I touch the power And through the wire I see your face It's through the wire Friday night
Got to get some food I'm so hungry all the time I don't know how to stop I don't know how to stop Got to get some sleep I'm so nervous in the night I
It's only water In a stranger's tear Looks are deceptive But distinctions are clear A foreign body And a foreign mind Never welcome In the land of the
I know something about opening windows and doors I know how to move quietly to creep across creaky wooden floors I know where to find precious things
Butter wouldn't melt in your mouth Someone said that you'd played around And that's why me and him Had to go out and straighten things out Because butter
Here every eye is a mirror Here every act is a crime Here every present's a poison Here every wall is a spy When you say, "Turn" They all start to turn
Sometimes I wonder if God laughs at me I hear His voice when I sleep Sometimes I wonder if the Holy Ghost Is haunting me in my dreams Save me Save me