Lyrics:
They didn't used to be this way
In the beginning
Not to put up a front
It's just the way they are
Enter the human race
But no one's winning
See the red "messiah" high upon a soap-box pulpit
Agitating his apostles with the gospels in his hand
While apprentice Hitlers gather down in inner
I know
And since I've met her, I'm a metronome
I clack away and wait until we're all alone
If I could disappear into her failures for a time
I
drivers fault
Now I've got to wait next to a pissed yob
"Got any change?" He's getting brash
I search my pockets for some cash while he's still talking
She sings Jesus is my Lord
While the girl who makes the hot dogs
Snaps her gum and just looks bored
Me I sit here dreaming
Of my pillow and my bed
A lonely silence has touched the ground
Where innocence once felt the sky
In a shadow of a heart gone cold
He pauses and waits for a sign
While
I know what it is to sell cold sentiments for cash
They say what it is, it's hard to give you more than that
I wait for a little while by
Let's dance in style, let's dance for a while
Heaven can wait we're only watching the skies
Hoping for the best, but expecting the worst
Are you
coming back for what you were seeking
Oh I see you there, by the bridge across the river
You're walking to the old place, over the grass you gently
i can't wait for you to say those words
that you know i want to hear
you kept the worst in a frame by some books
and i know that you can't go on
it's
Heart beat. Rain sheets.
Crooked paintings
Set up to hang ‘em
While we wait in
Dust broom disco
Kicked up signals
cm I gonna get it so
Mixed up?
If
figure this out
Living in circles
While I count the rounds
A place for the lost ones, who need to be kissed by the soft sun
We don´t need to go away,
Let's dance in style, let's dance for a while
Heaven can wait we're only watching the skies
Hoping for the best, but expecting the worst
Are you
up some of my good shit
Smokin’ up while waiting for you so lit
Please don’t leave me all night lonely
Need you back on the phone before I’m outie!
Passed the buck to his number one
Now we're fucked by the bastard son
Can't hide, so we better run
Three cheers for the underachiever
Once a drunk,
What the hell are musicals?
It appears to be a play where the dialogue stops
And the plot is conveyed through song
Through song?
Yes
Wait, so
I was sitting on a bench with my ankle tapped up
Watching our team getting beat like a drum by a private school
They were giving high fives
true
And we really mean business and could do it with you
Oh yes, said Holy Peter, standing by the pearly gate
I ain't sure that the Master's home
Trying to understand this intro while I'm flippin through your pages
(Page One)
We're one black and two whites like a D chord struck on a keyboard
Leavin
I am oppressed by lack of power
Holding on until the end
Helping me tread on your life
Life is the game,
Strengthen my anger
Reshape
desirable. But nothing surprises me these days. I just sit and watch the box-cars roll by and wait. Patient. Unattended. A package under a terminal bench.
and die by make-believe
Her frozen heart (heart)
Well he can't wait around while she gets blown apart
She needs a reason to parade on
She needs a new
troubles, let go of all your cares
Take off your watch and let down your hair
I'm not in a hurry, I've got no deadline to meet
I'll just sit here a while
scorned
The number one rule in this game:
Never call one by his real name
Wigs were pulled, top hats were crushed
By pointy boots in a rush
And Boris
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