Our house, in the dull gray suburbs Where the buildings are comin' down We live in the Polish Catholic Irish part of the town I'll be waiting for you,
What's the matter Jesus? Did you forget my name? I'm the one with the tumor like a flower in my brain And I have learned to rue the day that I Slid from
Where am I going? Makes no difference to me Where am I going? It don't matter to me Yellow leaves fall all around me In wonderful decay Shed no tears
Spider weaves a spit green sea That tangles up and drowns the fly -- poor fly Well, he's got pneumonia just like me But he can't swim as well as I And
Diamond Light, Diamond Light Diamond Light, Diamond Light Believe me when I tell ya I'm nostalgic for that good ol' atomic bomb God knows I miss cross
Come out and play You're my mistake You'll be much better than yesterday Cursing quietly in the dark Breathing sweet with a pounding heart No forevers
with his pals Once he met a musician Shook his hand like a Soul man Not a lot like you or me He's Mr. White Keys He climbs into daddy's Benz and goes
The soul cadillac is drivin' up The soul cadillac is in me Well, a soul transformed from a dirty truck By a girl who loves me I was alone, I wore the
Operation Ivy cover Lyrics courtesy of Meisje Sound system won't you bring me back up It's the one thing that I can depend on... Try to describe to
I hate myself We'll have that in common Although I've gotten most everything I wanted Hope is still a flicker in the dark Somewhere in the distance, a
Please note that the Russian stuff in the song was left out here since I don't have that character set handy. She said, "It's not drug abuse, They're
Harry Belafonte cover Shake, shake, shake, senora, shake your body line Shake, shake, shake, senora, shake it all the time Work, work, work, senora,
She don't like him talkin to blondes Girls in town ain't used to men like John Another waitress sets him up for free Ain't that good lookin but he sure
I was taught to always be nice so I open doors on impulse Always make room on the sidewalk though I notice no one else does They just plow through knocking
Lead pipe slammed in the storekeepers head Looks like spaghetti decomposin' in bed Please don't shoot, God think of my kids You shut your yap ya dirty
Honor was not just a word To knights of old who pledged their faith In love over gold, love over gold Now, they laughed at his fantasy world And maximized
It's time for a new understanding If you're one of the many Who the Family has let go Hold on stay together when crashin' Sellin' fake hits of Acid To
Caught in a revolving door and my lungs are suffocating Working hard is my reward and my life is so frustrating I'm a martyr to myself and a hero to my