negative Your attitude doesn't make any sense And the away you act is gonna catch up with you The chip on your shoulder is dragging you down No respect
always negative Your attitude doesn't make any sense And the away you act is gonna catch up with you The chip on your shoulder is dragging you down
a part of this And now you run for These empty lights These empty waves To fall away Such empty lies that you would say (Remove sprockets from the machine) (Cross wires touch down
be a part of this And now you run for These empty lights These empty waves To fall away Such empty lies that you would say (Remove sprockets from the machine) (Cross wires touch down
of a dial tone let the memories count the miles and never be forgotten. When hearts hang on the line, and all that you fear has happened Let the memories count the miles
it's been the same come down I get a call over the radio Frankie's in trouble downtown Well if it was any other man, I'd put him straight away But when
Oh no, it's the rock brigade (rock brigade) Look out for the rock brigade Leading you away, away So when they hit your town you'd better get down I'm
's the rock brigade - rock brigade Look out for the rock brigade Leading you away, away So when they hit your town You'd better get down I'm telling
: Sail on down the line 'bout a half a mile or so And I don't really wanna know, where you're goin' Maybe once or twice you see, time after time I tried
friends will still be there Well you're walking down the road and the wind is in your face You're down and out and the unemployment line's a mile long
know you don't want it with me You, talk an' you soon you will see You know you don't want it with me [Lloyd Banks] Fuck that I'm miles away And
and fell from I?m so far into your story I don?t know why We think we?re in control When we lie between the lines We?ll find a line to follow It?s got
running so fast It's the seven day mile Has you torn in-between here and running away It's line you've been wanting It's your time It's the seven day mile
: (Clarke / Sylvester / Hicks) Going down to take a ride on the Rock Island Line I'm gonna meet an old friend of mine It's gonna be a fine ride if only
file. Up and up and up, mile after mile after mile. We reached the tree line and I dropped my pack, sat down on my haunches and I looked back down over
to the Golden State. When the pilot told us that in thirteen minutes he would have us at the terminal gate. Swing down chariot, come down easy, taxi to
home to greasy bed-sitters and make a late-night play for lost virginity a thousand miles away. Orion, won't you make me a star sign. Orion, get up on the sky-line
When love's on the line When love is on the line, when love is on the line, when love is one the line When love's on the line (I wish I had one more
