I've been hangin' around For a year at the lost and found Waiting for a chance to be seen Honey, take a shine to me You've been singin' along For a while
Publicity seeking rockers What are they up to today? Publicity seeking rockers Will they claim that they are gay? Some works had true potential - They
Have you ever heard a song that you wish would never end? Did you ever have a conversation with a real good friend That you wish would just go on and
Frankie was a doughboy, playing tambourine Looked like he'd been doin' time Always very cheerful, a dimple in his chin A trademark crocodile smile All
I was born and raised with the cross in my face And a mind that was set for pity Not fully grown I was left all alone That's the time I set my eyes on
All those days That I stole from you Some day I'll give them right back to you All those days That I stole from you Some day I'll give them right back
It doesn't matter where you are If you are a superstar It doesn't matter who you are If you are a superstar And when you take them on You're gonna take
I didn't mean to cause you pain I didn't mean to cause you trouble I never meant in any way To be a weight on your mind And all this time I've been so
Come, baby It's time to pray Come it's time to pray for the weekend, babe Come it's time to jump in at the deep end, babe It opens up it's jaws panting
My momma made me join the hygiene squad The money's bad and the hours are odd They make me work double And they make me work hard - That's how they're
Thank God I was born in a time When something new was about to start Been shut down, I've been kicked around Now there's an A-bomb in my heart And I
I see you're not wearing your red cap anymore Well I heard someone say you thought it was getting too small Well, I wish I knew how to alter it But I
Gimme love, gimme love, gimme love to give to others Gimme strength to endure when I'm fed up with this world Gimme love, gimme love, gimme love to give
Uriel laughs, I'm drinking water Dressed in the clothes that I have bought her She looks like a lamb, held up for slaughter She is my solemn skies' daughter
You?ve been watching over me Saying you?re keeping me company I should be grateful, I suppose And compare you to a summer?s rose You?ve been talking
Moves, I like to make them Grooves, I like to shake them Shake me from my troublesome mind Cause sometimes you?ll find That I?'m out of my mind You see
People here in your neighbourhood Act real cool but they dance no good I don?t care what the others say When I?ve found a new game to play Claim to fame
New York?s a goldmine for Rock City Wankers Pilgrims of sleaze and of nocturnal pancake Are you a poet, electrical junkie? Or are you just a another little