Lyrics:
Oh, baby child
It's no secret that the stars are falling from the sky
It's no secret that our world is in darkness tonight
They say the sun is
Oh, baby child
It's no secret that the stars are falling from the sky
It's no secret that our world is in darkness tonight
They say the sun is
secret at all
It's no secret that a conscience
Can sometimes be a pest
It's no secret ambition bites
The nails of success
Every artist is a cannibal
Every
I never wanted to say that
Waste time and argue
Your confessions make me nervous
Your secret handshake made a bad first impression
secret that a conscience can sometimes be a pest
No secret ambition bites the nails of success
Every artist is a cannibal, every poet is a thief
All
The secret life of Arabia
Secret, secret never seen
Secret, secret evergreen
I was running at the speed of life
Through morning's thoughts
The secret life of Arabia
Secret, secret never seen
Secret, secret evergreen
I was running at the speed of life
Through morning's thoughts
of the enchantment Navajo
I have seen your redrock
Canyons out of gallop
I have walked upon your Arizona hills
At crownpoint I watched an artists painting
All
A secret handshake
Don't let go
I'm keeping a secret
Behind my teeth
I wrote it for you in
Invisible ink
A secret on a passing note
A message in a secret
a conscience can sometimes be a pest
It's no secret ambition bites the nails of success
Every artist is a cannibal, every poet is a thief
All kill their
the artist's soon
A never-ending flow – the artist's style, the artist's soon
The secrets you will know
You are the second in the time
I see your dreams, you see
a reminder
With scars like these
It all starts and ends
With a secret handshake
We can just be friends
Without the feeling
Make it all pretend
Without
VS: Ahhh, hahhh … [spoken words (s.w.)]
LJ: What's the matter, darlin'? [s. w.]
VS: Ahhh, hahhh … [s. w.]
VS: I'm havin' so much trouble with
All they get is old men grinding axes
Who've built their private fortunes
On the things they can rely
The courts, the secret handshake
The Stock
These words don't mean shit.
They never do. You're all bullshit artists looking
for the catch phrase of the day.
So all the sheep come running with
of people
A lot of record promoters and
A lot of artists i mean it's like
It's music that you gotta touch and feel
You know what I'm sayin'
And I think that
LJ: When I starts to drillin', mama don't scream and shout.
When I starts to drillin', mama don't scream and shout.
VS: Ohhh, doctor …mmm …
code carved
A secret code carved
(Swirling black lilies totally ripe)
He offers a handshake
Crooked five fingers
They form a pattern
Yet to be
like New York / New Jersey
I always had a soft spot for chicks who talk dirty
Party on your block? Goin' 7:30
Ah, all you new aspiring artists wish in
code carved
A secret code carved
(Swirling black lilies totally ripe)
He offers a handshake
Crooked five fingers
They form a pattern
Yet to be
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