Yeah! Gonna make it better. Yeah! Gonna make it right! Here it is, there's no way to make it better. gets you down, It's pressure (pressure) I'm serious
Donc?? wanna hear it Donc?? wanna hear it Donc?? wanna hear it No no no no! We had enough We can see If you had listened You might have had one
I think I feel a little hurt My fists are turning coal to diamonds Why no one told me so much work Would all go into tryin'? Oh, but those feelings ain
Travelin' down that coal town road Listenin' to my rubber tires whine Goodbye to Buckeye and white Sycamore I'm leavin' you behind I've been coal miner
You can run but you'll never get away from the smell of the garbage And there's crap on your shoes, and the smell of it is making you happy And the seeds
Someday on the moonwalk everything was right Bounced on the onfloat history of life Somewhere in the afterglow peeling it fell And it's good to see the
I stand to praise You But I fall on my knees My spirit is willing But my flesh is so weak Light the fire (Light the fire) In my soul (In my weary soul
Back before the days, back before the water The invisible waves slammed the primal notion They said you were wrong, though you had connected These watery
How could they be in the sea? The fence across the smokey field And here inside these raging roads These deformed fires have been defused All across
Maybe you think that you're nylon You seem to say You are children of the world And maybe you think You're an astronaut from stars Wide your honesty
I thought that it was over These seem to be the days of wine You've done as you please We're all so relieved I wanna be a rainbow Laid out across the
I wanna be I wanna be right out there And watch it blow right out of the radio I gotta be I gotta be like something And watch my face come out of the
Once it seemed to be the way things are now it seems the way that it will be it's happening to me it's happening to me Once we use to love to lose our
Try to hold it but it vanishes from my hands Try to swim in it, I wind up on cold sand Try to cut it but I cannot make the knife go Try running but my
You could start living In my eyes too long Anywhere, all and ever to no one And they say there's a tiny kingdom Not too far away And they rate all the
Can't feel the time, the world has always seen a change This song is my only one, it's a long and lonely one And I write another one but this song is
David: Oh, your knee is kind of roundish, like an orange or an egg. All three: Oh, ABC Maria: Oh, the shoulder is a joint that holds your body to
fucker break down i beg you. look backwards all i ever wanted was to hear "son sorry i was gone it's been so long." what you build. what you've built.
