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Can't forget my tambourine boy want a minute
This is a folk tune nad it's called Little Liza Jane
We get some rhythm started here and see what happens
Can't forget my tambourine boy want a minute
This is a folk tune nad it's called Little Liza Jane
We get some rhythm started here and see what happens
Jane, live your lie
Slow, slow jane, fly on by.
and leave
Hey slow Jane, live your lie
Slow, slow Jane, fly on by
coming
Can you sign up and leave.
Hey slow Jane, live your lie
Slow, slow jane, fly on by.
that he would make it some day 
Then he'd take all his money and he'd move far away 
Jane thought that waiting was all for the worse 
'Cause dreams
by the lives we live
If it changes it'll be God's prediction, so pain inflicted, like Jane's Addiction
Live right like Christians, but dance with
He's free as the breeze
He's always at ease
He lives in the jungle and hangs by his knees
As he swings through the trees 
With a trapeze in his
He's free as the breeze
He's always at ease
He lives in the jungle and hangs by his knees
As he swings through the trees 
With a trapeze in his
on our feet
And my oh my, we can't complain
If it weren't for heavy drinking
We'd never play Sweet Jane

And my my my my, the days go by
I'll never quite
political surgery
Some will make it look so easy
By embracing their addictions to a vice they crave

In depth thrives
By mortal lives
Blinding plagues
He's free as the breeze
He's always at ease
He lives in the jungle and hangs by his knees
As he swings through the trees 
With a trapeze in his
Captivated by his addiction for over indulgence,
His abuse of people touches the very core
Of what mankind perceives as being uncivilised.
Hatred,
Some people suffer living alone
And feel the emptiness
Of a relationship that turned into dust
And some wait for all of their lives
Because
the past you know.
So many fingers pull at the fabric of your dreams,
And by the sundial it seems,
Time's come to live a real life.

Blind Lemon Sam,
if you can

Pneumatic destroyer, pathetic seducer
Distortion sufficient
Some day, one day, we'll live our lives again

My ghosts have found their way
They answer the call and some heroes must fall
Mistakes and glories
Giving all you can give when you're dying to live

You work for us

Sweep
that some see fit,
(Justification) and no one is more hopeless 
Than those blinded by the scales of content.
 
This vacancy will take everything this
Is something missing in my touch, a tension tugging at my smile?
If there's a right thing to say, I'm sure I missed it by a mile
Swallowed in some
Addiction, but when you finally did you didn't skip a beat, or alter =
Your inflection. Where do you live? You change your home so fast, I got =
You
(Adrienne Follese?Jane Bach)

You and me baby, can meet for the weekend
To solidify our plans
We'll follow a jet stream to some place exotic
All
Until I come again

Please know that I love you
I'll stay by your side
If only now in spirit
I'll still be your guide
You will not suffer long
For
judgment in our human history 
Take some time to think it over; It's not difficult to see 
You can wait until you're older; Or you're in a better place
you're so special 
But you don't fucking own me 

Use me to make money 
In your shitty factories 
And I'll have to live and suffer 
On a pathetic
down" m'kay

A pack a day to get me by, an ounce of weed to keep me high
Alcohol still numbs the pain, some things in life just never change
I don't