wordless Movements, move move move move move. They start off cells that haven't been touched before These cells are virgins Waking up slowly My headphones
Genius to fall asleep to your tape last night Sounds go through the muscles These abstract wordless Movements They start off cells that haven't been
Hello Operator I would like to place a call To the pale gray telephone That is hanging on the wall. I know this sounds crazy, but... Could you patch
All empires Eventually expire And when they finally do It's never pretty. So just sit back And wait for the attacks Especially in the major cities.
Making the most of the time that you have Has never been easy, But you're getting better. I know, I know. Doing your best is enough If you don't know
You won't regret it I won't regret it anymore. I'm supposed to call you to make sure you know. I know it's over. You've known it's over for a while. Why
It all depends on what you're after Write out the notes measure for measure Not your favorite instrument But no less essential You need some time
Here I thought the drinks were free, But all the time they were grooming me To be the egg that laid the golden goose. Now I know we disagree, but soon
I never wanted you. I never wanted to. I know I told you I did In front of witnesses. And then we lit one wick But now I get my kicks. I know you never
your purse hit the wind shield when I locked the brakes airbags inflated, seat belts engaged a semi was jack knifed because of the rain a hundred yards
There on the back wall you could see pictures of three who had braved the mighty sea, with their chests of gold and greed in the hope they would be
All the way up here I was thinking it over I wish we could drink some beer And work it out. Our lungs were burning We're starting to worry I couldn't
You talk shit about them to me. You talk shit about me to them. And they know that you have to know they do. And now you know I know too. I guess that
can take me anywhere I want I put my Headphones on I put my Headphones on I can walk around & sing along I put my Headphones on I put my Headphones
Boy you're turning me on I wanna be the bed that you'll be laying on Yeah, I wanna be yours your anything and everything I wanna be that song comin through your headphones
Hey Jones, I'm here I want to go down Cassette in hand Makes walking great I ride on my bike to you It's the fun place to be, yeah Freddy Mercury is
so hopeless but there's a pop song in my Headphones on In my headphones on With my headphones on With my headphones on With my headphones on With my headphones on With my headphones on With my headphones
