Lyrics:
The male behaviour when it comes to women and to sex, is somewhere between a gorilla and T-rex. The masquline introspection as superiour 'til demise
Come into my life again
I want to see you, love you, feel you
When were getting old the time goes by
It ain't to late before we die
We gonna leave
the real kings left off
And we're still carrying on
Take a walk down Beale Street
Every place you pass by, they call you in
A beggar playing up the street
This nightmare haunts the inside of your eyes,
Whether in sleep, or wide awake, or somewhere that lies between.
A woman's silhouette, perfect in
Caught in somewhere between the earths core
And the first floor
When he finally made it to step six
He could no longer see it for what it is
All of his
here's what you gotta do oh
[Chorus]
(That man) who left his hopes and dreams somewhere in the past
(That man) who's letting life go by through
must be something somewhere out there someone left.
She was the daughter of a military man,
Each year marked by a different direction.
Seasons spent
when she leaves
I keep her precious smile
By my side on the pillow
Where she let her hair come down
And when the sunlight hits my eyes
Oh, I can
Watching every motion in my foolish lover's game.
Haunted by the notion somewhere there's a love in flames.
Turning and returning to some secret place
of a working man. When he dies alone with empty hands - how long will the body lie before someone walking by notices the smell. Calls cops and they come to put
coming
I know we ain't lost the loving
That we once had I know its there somewhere
But what can I do when you
Acting like you just don't care
(I
I'm lying in the sun
Longing for a place in the shadow
I'm lying in the snow
Longing for a place by the fire
And when I beg you for water
breaking apart
Get together with my old friends
Once again we breathe in the air
Escape to somewhere far from nowhere
Where the sky's been tainted red
I took a walk around the world to see your promise sign
I left my buddies laughin' somewhere in the sand behind
I watched the world look to the dark
don't know
Somewhere down this dusty road
North on 441
Pass the rolling cattle fields the tailor parks, and rusted cotton mills
Lord get me out
keeps coming
We all can dig, familiar smells of thousand years of torment
We get intrigued by crime, 'cause death is mystifying
See, people dig their
about those times
When it's not so easy to believe
When doubt causes you to only
Go by what you see
Don't you wish that every day was an easy day
mother's praying by her beside
The coma has her locked into a hole
She doesn't even know what is real
Except what they tell her to feel
What are you looking
As the time passes by,
You wonder where we're standing now
Are we in the eternity?
Someday when all of good days are gone,
You will realize where we
bandana and not forget
She said did I remember those rainy mornings
on the by-pass out of this place
trying to flag down long-distance haulers
she her
psuedo-fascist hero machine
Well, that's no space for a human being
That man is not a hero or saint
When somewhere in deepest America
Grown men weep at the sound
the picture of things
Just down my road in that place
Would quickly go by
I found in a world of its own
A secret flower
And I didn't know why
But I, I
I caught myself a smile today, as bright and big as a clown parade
Streamers floating in her eyes, son of God by her side
Dip into a low-cut back I,
playing by the rules.
The gods may throw a dice, their minds as cold as ice,
And someone way down here loses someone dear.
The winner takes it all,
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