Cookie cried for three days, until she couldnt cry no more she ate the fridge, jumped the bridge and wound up bloated on the shore The children they all pointed at another painted score and somebody asked: can I take a picture?
Well the heat down here is brutal, its hard to do whats right the locals shout that you wont burn out if you dont ever shine too bright and I wish I was in your back pocket or in your bed tonight I wish that i was loud so you could hear me
but oh, no what else must I be? its all inside my head I guess but it just reminds me that I need you, honey I need you there aint nobody who could supersede you were not such strangers, so honey I need you right now
Now all the streets are paved with petals, the parade is coming through it kind of feels like royalty cause everyones in blue and yellow flowers falling, from a window too falling to the feet of such a coward
The mayor is kissing babies, hes almost way too kind were filled to the brim with honest men, theyre just way too hard to find so stare into his Public Eyes and watch his clock unwind then find him old and drowning in the deep end
but oh, now what else must I see? Its all inside my head I guess but it just reminds me that I need you, honey I need you there aint nobody who could supersede you were not such strangers so honey i need you right now
You see, I long for a hickory morning with a waltz and trumpet flare im doing my best to recover from what time cannot repair and im sick of all this solitude and pre-rehearsed despair my eyes are a hundred miles away from sleeping
Well I wish youd write a letter, or telephone to me this place is dark and there aint a spark of who I used to be so the sick hearts of the unloved tell the brave souls of the sea: were all closed up, why dont you come back when were open.
but oh, no what else must I be? its all inside my head I guess but it just reminds me that I need you, honey I need you there aint nobody who could supersede you were not such strangers so honey I need you right now
Theres a cracked and pale mirror, hanging on my wall the church bell rings and the choir sings and I can hear it from the hall Now you might not believe it, but there was no fire at all we just danced for seven days wishing for water
Maria tells the fortunes, they line around the bend a dollar for your problems, and five to know the end They come from miles around; like a pack of howling men I wonder what she does with all that money
but oh, now what else must i be? its all inside my head i guess, but it just reminds me that I need you, honey I need you there aint nobody who could supersede you were not such strangers, so honey I need you right now
Simple sidewalk painter, says his life is such a bore spends his time with a jug of wine and a palette on the floor he screams: Heaven! Take my eyes, cause I cant paint no more. Honey, sometimes I feel just like his colors
Im gonna go down to the ocean, I want to fill my boots with sand so the next time that you see me, Ill be a much more grounded man So go and do whatever it is you do and Ill do what I can and when we meet again you can try to know me
oh hey, what else must I be? its all inside my head I guess but it just reminds me that I need you, honey I need you there aint nobody who could supersede you were not such strangers so honey I need you right now
they call me pessimistic, but it occured to me that babies are all born crying and dying is never free But I still cant shake that feeling, that Somebodys watching me.... I just thought that I would tell youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
