Lyrics:
fall straight down on the floor.
All I can do now is just to moan the blues
And dream about what I had before
You never know just how good you've got it
and a radio king
Really don't matter don't feel a thing
Had another bad day
Now it sticks in your side, and always on your mind
And you figure, you'll be fine
to make the minutes fly
I never let you cross my mind except when you pass by
You're just another memory I think about at times
When someone plays
'cause I'm a dick (dick)
You ain't gotta be no detective to figure out I'm a dick
When I hold my private, it's your first clue, Sherlock, prick
Just
every night its just the same
You leave me lonely
Will I see you tonight
On a downtown train
All of my dreams just fall like rain
All upon a downtown
Do you mind if I talk to you for a minute?
You see these fellows out here?
See, they're afraid of doing that long term thing
They figure as soon
hall
And come to figure out
It just don't matter much at all
Not to me
Road sweet road
Another town, another show
And ain't it nice to know
No matter
the distance
Dip my feet in every once in a while, just to say I visit
And we hold onto these nights
Trying to find out way home by the street light
Over time we
Common politics, everlasting mayhem
Draw to stick you for your figures, that's how they hang man
So what's your game plan, if you got one?
You aimin'
And when you left me, sweetheart you only left a load of care
Now that you're down I'm going to stick by you
If you will only say your roaming days are
sticks into, into
Like the dream you know one day will come to life, life
Try to hold on just a little longer, longer, stronger, stronger
It's
a plan B if your trap phone startin' to get cold
If somethin' happen to your plug and your bills startin' to get old (damn)
Fourteen, just lead by
Everybody want to peek into my dreams
They try to figure out if
I'm just full of jive
Everybody want to ride in my limousine
But nobody wants to drive
the UK
Or just another country
Another council tenancy
I want to be an anarchist
(Oh what a name)
And l want to be an anarchist
(I get pissed
circumstance|Another love left up to chance|It was one of those things|like one of those dreams|that you can't figure out|it was in the stars in the clouds|by the grace
We could just go home right now
Or maybe we could stick around
For just one more drink, oh yeah
Get another bottle out
Lets shoot the shit
Sit
cold
I'm rational even when I'm slashing your nose
They think it I'll snatch your nose quick
On a pass with show flicks
I'm just pass with flow shit
And I could give you your dreams
If I were giant size
On top of it all
Tell me what in the world would I sing for
If I had it
Sometimes I feel lost
I took too many sleepin pills, I drunk too many Miller Lites
And I can feel the Reaper near, so please forgive me for my sins
I am just another man,
and turn just as I please
For I am the Emperor of the Highway
Hold!
Methinks that thou hast driven too far
I am the Royal Prince of Foreign Sports Cars
dream come true
Out of all the fellows in the world
She belongs to you'
But it was just my imagination
Running away with me
It was just my
gone
Little one screams you cry
Tell the pain to leave me alone
It's just 2 days 'til Monday
Another week 'til the 4th
Is anyone listening
you in a box
Then they'll take you to Cloughprior and shove you in the ground
But you'll stick your head back out and shout "we'll have another round"
hold onto these nights
Trying to find out way home by the street light
Over time we figure out this is me, right
Learn a lot about your friends right
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