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Fighter planes running 'round my head
Running 'round my head, I gotta go, go, go The sex, love, honey that I taste, honey makes me wait Honey says she's late A love heart hanging by a thread Hanging by a thread, I gotta save it, save it Jack and Jill left the golden state There's nothing left to say, nothing left to say But I, I don't feel like I felt before, it's not happening now My mother is at my door, it's not happening Now, that your leaving I love you like never before Oh, this is not, this is not happening now, can't be happening now Love, hope heroes that can save Heroes that can save, you gotta know, know, know, know Laugh, hurt feelings misbehave Feeling like a wave, you gotta brave it, brave it Up down give me all the blame I'll take all the blame, I'm gonna take it, take it I'm begging but you won't let me explain I've got one foot in this grave, one foot in this grave But I, I don't feel like I felt before, it's not happening now My mother is at my door, it's not happening Now, that your leaving I love you like never before Oh, this is not, this is not happening now, can't be happening When you feel like your alone inside And you beg but she won't take you there And you can't find any wrong from right One solution is you, don't let yourself ever care, ever care Oh, I don't feel like I felt before, it's not happening now My mother is at my door, it's not happening now, oh This isn't happening now, oh This is when she runs to the mountains, she runs to the tide We got China Town that love like the Fourth of the July With the doctors on call, don't forget Mothers day This nurse is a wreck, we all start to fade away Oh, this isn't happening now, oh Can't be happening now, oh, it's not happening now, oh |
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| 2. |
| 4:45 |
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> Oh my my
Look what I've done I'm on the run I've got California I kissed you goodbye With a tear in my eye I packed up my truck and went for a drive These white yellow lines These angel filled skies The Road might be long But it's my road tonight It's a Leonard Cohen song A Buddah/Allah Monk You can be anything you want I'm an Italian Catholic punk and I'm on my way On my way Oh la la lo, I'm on my way The ocean appears The wind slaps my face Oh, Shangri La What a beautiful place I'm nervous but steady I'm scared but I'm ready No turning back 3000 miles in a Chevy And I slam on the breaks Put my toes in the sand Look to the consellations And I throw up my hands I said, God be my driver God, be my lighter Nobody ages I guess nobody dies here I'll be careful for what I wish for in this life Cause I know, I'll miss yesterday I'll come back to you before I'm old and grey I'll come home But it seems so far away The sky turned red The ocean pulled away What the hell's going on How come no one's afraid I said hey Mr Soul What you got for me I pulled out my wallet I know nothing here's free And God do you back this This town is a black list Oh boy what a big mess Even Mickey's on acid I'm willing, and able My cards are on this fable Come on, Alice, we're too good to wait tables I'll be careful for what I wish for in this life Cause I know, I'll miss yesterday I'll come back to you before I'm old and grey I'll come home...it seems so far away Seems so far away You're so far away Oh ohohaoh And oh ohohaoh Oh Oh my my what have I done? What have I done? I went to California I'm gonna leave California... |
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| 2:59 |
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I saw Abbie Hoffman's ghost in the distance,
We got Saul Williams keeping up the resistance. And punk rock and blues music keep dying, We keep buying. Matt Stone and Trey Parker have taken over the mission, Cause our politicians they don?t have a position. Who?s to blame for this shallow existence? Our existence. We try and fight, but this wall's too high Have we lost tonight? But one second chance could change everything. And I think I'll go write my senator a letter, But they just talk shit they ain?t gonna make nothing better. Me and Bev we ain't two birds of a feather, Of a feather. And I'm counting on Chomsky, McClellan, Aldous Huxley and the intelligencia. Well Cat Stevens he got out and he ain?t missin? ya And this overpriced and candy coated life, does it fit ya? Does it fit ya? We try and fight, but this wall's too high Have we lost tonight? But one second chance could change everything. These are bloody faces we hold in the fire. Open up the gates, but I don't ask why. These are bloody faces we hold in the fire, the fire, the fire, the fire. And these are bloody faces we hold in the fire. Open up the gates, I don't ask why. These are bloody faces we hold in the fire, but it?s time, it?s time to sing. We try and fight, but this wall's too high. Have we lost tonight? But one second chance could change everything, could change everything. And these are bloody faces we hold in the fire. Open up the gates, and I don't ask why (could change everything). These are bloody faces we hold in the fire, but it's time, it?s time to sing. Have we lost this fight? |
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| 3:03 |
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I know this girl as pretty as can be
The sign of an Aquarius, she was born on the 18th UFOs, snakes and spiders, give her the creeps And she's got a half life A half smile and lives in semi luxury Questions God, drugs and bullets And the high school beauty queen And she's courageous but scared to death But that's what courage means She's looking for some courage She feels faithless, she feels earthless She wants to run, she's strugglin' for purpose I tell her hang in now it's worth it You've just begun, you've just begun Her bedroom is her temple The books and the stereo her muse And she feels humbled by this equation And sets fire to all her shoes Not because of Henry Miller She's just not leaving anytime soon And as the smoke pours out her window An image forms behind the moon And it looks like the face of Jesus But if it's Jesus, she needs proof At the heart of the matter, the matter of fact The science of matter, she hopes that it's true She's looking for some courage She feels faithless, she feels earthless She wants to run, she's strugglin' for purpose I tell her hang in you know it's worth it You've just begun, you've just begun and you've just begun And oh, and oh, just begun and oh, and oh, just begun |
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