: (Hey hey hey hey... hey hey hey hey...) Hold my head up, right foot back Take my hands down, shake my back Pull my strings and cut my rope Rattle
: Take a picture, what's inside? Ghost image in my mind Neural pattern like a spider Capillary to the centre Hold still and press the button Looking
: If I had my way I'd cross the desert to the sea Learn to speak in tongues something That makes sense to you and me I'd like to unplug the phone Sending
: I walk in a line I see where I'm going I turn inside out The days that I've known I face to myself And give up the ghost I turn in my mind What time
: Train, train Come and gone My rum coco My cold empty Shake, shake Sugaree Shoo, shoo fly Don't come back again X X the eyes C. C. Rider riding On
: Red River, keep on rolling down It's been a long time since I let my hair hang down I'll take my time before I go under the ground Oh dandelion, tell
: She's sliding, she's sliding Down to the dregs of the world She's fighting, she's fighting The urge to make sand out of pearls Heaven can wait And
: Voyage au bout de la nuit Voyage au bout de la nuit Voyage au bout de la nuit Plumes sauvages Le mirage Kerozene Au gris gris Rattlesnake Cadillac
: Quand on est mort, c'est qu'on est mort Quand on ne rit plus, c'est qu'on ne vit plus Quand j'aurai coupe la ficelle Mettez-moi dans une poubelle
: Collect many things And keep them all close to me To the ceiling from the floor I'm tripping on them constantly Pixelated faces play On the blown
: You could have it all You could pawn it off You could learn to crawl Where you used to walk And I... I'm only burning vanities You could tell a tale
: Crooked man down a crooked mile Crooked backbone, crossed out smile Crooked cat, crooked mouse We live together in a crooked little house We're all
: Think I'd like to climb down in a hole Down in the bottom of the world below Twist myself back out of sight Looking glass says have a look inside
Crooked man down a crooked mile Crooked backbone, crossed out smile Crooked cat, crooked mouse We live together in a crooked little house We're all fine
I collect many things And keep them all close to me To the ceiling from the floor I'm tripping on them constantly Pixelated faces play On the blown out
She's sliding, she's sliding down to the depth of the world She's fighting, she's fighting the urge to make a .... Heaven can wait and hell's too far
If I had my way I'd cross the desert to the sea Learn to speak in tongues something That makes sense to you and me I'd like to unplug the phone Sending
(Hey hey hey hey... hey hey hey hey...) Hold my head up, right foot back Take my hands down, shake my back Pull my strings and cut my rope Rattle my
