want the hole in you as well, Boy you know you move, you're like no other, Saving all that sweet ass for myself. And it goes on and on, on and on, All
wanna get wired on something new I wanna get high on something I wanna get wired on something new I wanna get high on something I wanna get high on something
Translation: Echobelly. Wired On.
Translation: Echobelly. On Turn On.
In a taxi chasing for the sun, All around us strangers everyone, With no hope for what they hope for, We could drive all of our tears away. Oh oh ho
all the way. Cruising on a missile, Cruising on a desert plain, Wading through a minefield, Wading through the monsoon rain, Surfing on an oilspill, Surfing on
Here it comes the fools parade, Another clueless masquerade, And they're way too slow, A waste of space, Yes they're way too slow, Get out of the way
I wanna do great things, I don't wanna compromise, I wanna know what life is, I wanna know everything, I wanna do great things, I don't wanna compromise
What a nice surprise, Well have I spoilt your appetite, And I told you once, I told you once, So let me tell you twice, I wanted to say, A toast to emotion
broke, You were crying in the yard, But the world was a glorious game, New adventures stole your heart. It will come, it will go, But you hold on to
bomb, Got his friends in his pocket, Or safe behind bars, All the local boys know what he's done. He turns if on, he turns it on, he turns it on. Same
In and out of prison, Sitting in a pit of a cell, Lick the blood of the wall, Razor blade love letter hell, So you left me there, Didn't care that they
Inside it harbours, Desire bruises my skin, So near I'm hungry, I'd like to have more, In control, I've lost it, l'd like to try it again, It warms inside
Here and now, We are alone, Time she will hold her breath, Only the worms and angels, Know our names, But they have not found us, Although they surround
She leaves her brains at the door, She drops her guts on the floor, She only listens out for everyday noises, She very calmly ignores, The littie things
the fire, fan the flame, Till the world remembers your name, Something hot in a cold country. I won't see you falling, Hold on Hold on. Feed the fire
