Figure eight is double four Figure four is half of eight If you skate you would be great If you could make a figure eight That's a circle that turns round
See that face from across the room And I can feel you're nothin' Show your fear it's not hard to see Intentions pale it's blindin' Stop stop from the
Almost forgot Started to say Rode into the sun Asked everyone Hallelujah Pretty Mary K I found faith in the infirmary There's a soldier lyin' in bed
Figure 8 is double 4 Figure 4 is half of 8 If you skate, you would be great, if you could make a figure 8, that's a circle that turns round upon itself
Oh, yeah Let the band play one time now It was early one morning I was on my way to school Early one morning I was on my way to school Got lost on monday
I see color bars when I come Sergeant Rock broke the key off in the lock To where I come from Sir, no sir We have no power in the air The battle's on
Someone found the future as a statue In a fountain at attention looking backward In a bowl of water wishes with a blue Songbird on his shoulder Who keeps
I never really had a problem because of leaving But everything reminds me of her this evening So if I seem a little out of it, sorry But why should I
Activity's killing the actor And a cop's standing out in the road Turning traffic away There was nothing she could do untill after When his body'd been
Wish you gave me your number Wish I could call you today, just to hear a voice I got a long way to go I'm getting further away If I didn't know the difference
The imitation picks you up like a habit Writing in the glow of the TV static Taking out the trash to the man Give the people something they understand
He held his breath to hold your hand To walk the stairsteps in pairs Climbing up a slippery slope I'm in love, love I hope Don't go home, Angelina Stay
I had tender feelings that you made hard But it's your heart, not mine, that's scarred So when I go home, I'll be happy to go You're just somebody that
Something's happening, don't speak too soon I told the boss off and made my move Got no where to go Son of Sam, son of a shining path, the clouded mind
Got a foot in the door God knows what for And he'll cut me down to size Stupidity tries Everything here is free Everything but you and me This painting
I have become a silent movie The hero killed the clown Can't make a sound Can't make a sound Can't make a sound Nobody knows what he's doing Still hanging
You'll take advantage 'til you think you're being used 'Cause without an enemy your anger gets confused And all I got stuck on the side, you know I never
The gentleman's in the lane Spinning his hat on a cane Stepping out, out for change Good morning all, it's a beautiful day The generals are winning a
