: Come down from the ceiling Oh, these pills were made for feeling Oh, so divine I've got a lump in my throat So I'll keep hold of hope Oh yeah, Oh
: Big stretch and not much sleep I got a couple of palm trees on each side of my cheek And it's a bright blue Saturday And the rummage sellin' the rubbish
: Does it ever seem like you're living in a story someone else wrote Everything you've done was all scripted out Getting thrown in all directions but
: Underlying Oh, so more important here Any kind Oh, what ever shakes a thrill Mark my face The air is really heavy now I pledge allegiance So God why
: Pull you down now Knees knelt, I got my arms open wide I got the shades turned, so the colors die No, don't hold too tight to the reel Cause it's
: I'm entering a frame Bombarded by indecision Where a man like me Can easily let the day get out of control Down this far in the quarter I'm pushed
: Is this the place that i want to be Is it you who i want to see Holding on, Hold it high, show me everything And you're leaving me me Yeah you're
: Doesn't anybody feel That all these killers should be killed All these healers should be healed So all these beggers can be filled Now tell me why
: I'm talkin' I'm talkin' I'm talkin' to myself more Needle, fatal Someone's pouring warm gravy all over me And you see that synthetic therapy Don't
: New York City soothing my itchy itchy month of May Time has passed for Ms. Onassis, decay on display I don't want to go down I don't want to go down
: Tongue tied, nerves as big as boulders Why Mom, I thought I was your soldier My brother sits by me Buckled into the carseat Feel the thirst, it's
: Sitting' on the back of my time Fishing' through the cities phone lines Suddenly, Suddenly 'til my back's out of line Who today will be knocked off
: Hair raising shake you're much too late you should have jumped a couple of cars before Now if I may I'll walk away I'm selling Silly Putty door to
: Is it the way you're speakin' Is it because I'm peakin' Twistin' your face, thumb in hand, but you Gotta have your own space to play in A collection
: Big stretch and not much sleep I got a couple of plam trees on each side of my cheek And it's a bright blue Saturday And the rummage sells the rubbish
: Find myself singing the same songs everyday Ones that make me feel good When things behing the smiles ain't ok Around and over and in-between the
: There's such a thing as self opinion And this far down South I have no self-control If anbody else feels like a nobody Well then your gonna have to
: I've got to buy some shoes These ones are getting loose My feet are shrinking in the sun, and it ain't fun But it looks like rain up ahead in forty