People get ready now, the train is coming You don't need no baggage, just get on board All you need is faith to hear the angels humming You don't need
all those hundred stairs She said my Hollyberry's always welcome here And your daddy smashed up the Porsche And painted the alley with broken oxblood 2x
myself more I'm talkin' to myself more I'm talkin' to myself more I'm talkin' to myself more 1 by 1 Man to man Stand to stand 2 by 4 Talkin' to
go Oh, oh, oh, don?t let go 2 hearts are beating together I?m in love, I?m in love Is this forever and ever? I?m in love, I?m in love 2 hearts are
What can I do for you? What can I do for you? What can I do for you? What can I do for you? I can hear you What can I do for you? What can I do for
I get in from work at 2 a.m. and sit down with a beer Turn on late night TV and then I wonder why I'm here It's meaningless and trivial and it washes
Silvers The boy who disappeared, Kenny Silvers The boy who disappeared, Kenny Silvers The boy who disappeared, Kenny Silvers The boy who disappeared Part 2
up every knot Scratch up synthetic substance Break up the fall Grind 2 halt, slam it shut Never stop, make the cut Grind 2 halt, slam it shut Never
One by one, they followed the sun One by one, until there were none Two by two, to their lovers they flew Two by two, into the foggy dew Three by three
There's a man on the bus, screamin' about Presley There's a man on the bus, screamin' about Presley All tied up got a knot in his hands Presley sucked
true love true love... true love true love...is the devils bombshell its the devils drag strip...stock car...nightshade...quickstand trademark punchbowl
Can you see? (Can you see, can you see?) Can't you see, how easily I'm consumed by you? No, I don't need you Every chance I get to taste The sweat on
walking dead on two burned feet do you have anything left to say to me? from barber chairs and baseball gloves to calling names and slaps and drugs from
[Music by D. Gildenlow] [instrumental]
One time two times three times four Hey hey hey hey Twelve angry husbands knocking on my door Hey, hey, hey, hey Accusing me of having done Something
[Part I Odysseus' Theme / Overture] [music / orchestration - Romeo] [instrumental] [Part II - Journey to Ithaca] [music - Romeo] [lyrics - Allen, Romeo
One lies in waiting for One mind who wants for more Four arms plain for one goal Two more will make one whole, but when? And it comes on slow And it
I had to let go of those cold nights long ago, and now it?s time for you to follow suit. Take your night sky tears and burning eyes, stinging from pursuit