Once I walked through the halls of a station Someone called your name In the streets I heard children laughing They all sound the same Wonder could you
Once upon a time, everything I thought of Somehow seemed to rhyme The wise were always old
What a town what a town what a town I fall in love every time I turn around I looked to my left, looked to my right
Tura lura lural Tura lura lie Tura lura lural Hush don't you cry Tura lura lural Tura lura lie Tura lura lural That's an Irish lullaby Often in dreams
Well, the comic book and me, just us, we caught the bus The poor little chauffeur, though, she was back in bed On the very next day, with a nose full
. [YA SOSHLA S UMA] Ya soshla s uma, ya soshla s uma Mne nuzha ona, mne nuzha ona Ya soshla s uma, ya soshla s uma Mne nuzha ona, mne nuzha ona
Guttermouth is a really good band, but they like do hand jobs everyday. Yeah, Guttermouth are a real good band, but they like to give those hand jobs
the session band Shredded to ribbons beneath a microphone stand Felt the quickness of pity like a flash in a pan For the soul singer in the session band
You were the girl that changed my world You were the girl for me You lit the fuse, I stand accused You were the first for me But you turned me out, baby
They were six fine English boys Who knew each other in Birmingham They bought a drum and guitar Started a rock-roll band And Johnny played little
Take me across her lap She used to whip me with a strap When I was bad, bad Take me across her lap She used to whip me with a strap When I was bad, bad
What would you think if I sang out of tune Would you stand up and walk out on me? Lend me your ears and I'll sing you a song And I'll try not to sing
Goddamn! This time it's real It's a love that I feel I may be tainted but God knows It's good to me, could you see? I leave my woes At strangers road
Windows are closing, keep it locked away No chance was given, to find myself today My time of aging, wonder when I'll die But when my time will come,
One day, the strain I've never felt like this before Our lives, capsize I've never been before my God Why must you kneel for me? I write for sight One
I've come so close, it's almost hard to believe When you're up close, it blinds you brilliantly Just one rush can change your life forever Just one push
Sometimes I feel like a man that has two broken hands, yeah All of this thrown at me, sinking me neck deep in sand, yeah They can't kill me no more I
Oh yeah, free at last, I'm the past Undone in unknown prison, and I'm holding on Peace and need, a mouth to feed I'm standing way on the other side I
