Lyrics:
Just a face in the crowd,
Unidentified, passing by,
A ship lost in the sea,
Aiming for, do you know?
One of a million stars, anonymous,
No one
Sweet Orphan
(Words and music by Kirk McLeod; arranged by Kirk McLeod, Eric Gast, and Dan Stacey)
Ooh, I swear this February's cold
I stole a chance
I'm sitting alone on a Saturday night, watching the late, late show
A bottle of wine, some cigarettes, I got no place to go
Well I saw your other man
the beach
And roll me a fatty
And grab a case of that cold shit
You know where to catch me
Welcome to the jungle by the beach
Where the sea sounds gorgeous
woman, don't walk on by
Pretty woman, make me cry
Pretty woman, don't walk away, hey...okay
If that's the way it must be, okay
I guess I'll go on home
bone
I'd rather be dead, six feet in my grave
Than to live lonely, each and every day
She came home this morning, I asked her where had she been?
She
Beautiful Death
My face turned pale before the cold eyes of death
My body was frozen by the stare from the dark
I don't want to think
Singer, sing a song
A little heart and soul
Singer, sing it soft and low
Such a lonely key
Feels like home to me
A familiar melody
Passing the hours
keep rolling by and a blind man asks for change
And here I stand a soldier in the rain.
Coming home was all I thought of ... seeing my family
dirty all by lonely only rollin’ one deep
Put that on my momma
Stack the dough let it pile up
Can’t look forward to karma
When you robbin’ the robbers
help but notice that somethin' was wrong)
How it feels
(By the look in your eyes)
You've been hurt so bad
(It's no surprise)
Don't think I know? Well I
I can't build no bitch
Oh please don't leave me lonely
I can't build no bitch
[I need a big freak to come and hold me]
I can't build no bitch
it
And now I need your loving don't wanna be without it
Day and night sittin by the damn phone
Tired like you trying to bring your man home
disposition
By granting freedom with a home to come back to completing your vision
I have the wisdom of 50 birthdays jam packed into 23 years
Steering myself
disposition
By granting freedom with a home to come back to completing your vision
I have the wisdom of 50 birthdays jam packed into 23 years
Steering myself
mine, tell me please one more word and I'll tell you good night.
For you it's time to sleep, for me it's time to go home good-bye...
You will wake up next
The Christmas fairy hasn't got a home
Luck carefully blocks out the castle windows
While Magus sits and weaves the lonely web
Two lovers in the maze have lost
love I want some good love tonight.
Am tired of being lonely, sitting home by myself, I am over heat with desire and I donu0027t want nothing else.
But
I was and where I shoulda been
Is a good man's prayer and a lonely midnight sin
But there's no way justify
Or ever make amends
In between where I was
blue dot
every way erodes the lines 'til there's no good, there's only kind
kids and killers shed their bones on this, the only home we've known
Pretty woman, walking down the street
Pretty woman, the kind I like to meet
Pretty woman
I don't believe you, you're not the truth
No One could
WAKE UP
On your knees, don't feel a thing
You can't believe you're by the cliff
Pale as snow your mind is gone
You hear a voice but you feel alone
I grew up lonely, head always bowed
Daddy said no music's allowed
Then the devil arrived
With a bright red Strat by his side
There was nothing my
Pretty woman, walkin' down the street
Pretty woman the kind I like to meet
Pretty woman I don't believe you, you're not the truth
No one could look
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