go, further, out of control, But it makes no sense to give up at this height. I just need a sign to tell me I'm alright. Locked in the waiting room,
I go, further, out of control, But it makes no sense to give up at this height. I just need a sign to tell me I'm alright. Locked in the waiting room
again, Released in a moment of pleasure or a moment of pain. Then they'll drift on down and ride to the sea again. Last night I sat in the waiting room
Coaches or first classes, back or front We bring the luggage, from quays on board We fill in the hold with steel, with swear words Only waiting for
gonna tell you, this dance, the Mud Shark, is sweeping the ocean! Hey! Mud Sh-sh-shark Mark: Ah, we're goin'! Go 'head! Ah, we're goin'! Now we're gonna
. We've got everything, we're growing everything, We've got some in We've got some out We've got some wild things floating about. Everyone, we
Here from below the clouds are shadows Not the golden mountains I used to fly through Here from below the sky's a painting In a child's room with the future waiting
an' sliding across the floor Ships our on a moonlit ocean Sailin' t'ward a distant shore We spend our nights on silken sheets We play for gold but not
? Wait till you see me on your TV then you'll want to be me You can never be as nuts as me what you think you buck like me? We'll fuckin see you're luck
, run away) See what became out of her man... Fullmoon Swimming across the bay, The night is gray, so calm today She doesn't wanna wait. "We've gotta
in the dark I'm blinded And I can't make this trip alone So tell me why we're waiting Are we waiting for something to come of this? Or are we just hiding from the fact that we
-G Wow, first came he love Now then comes the marriage One baby, two baby, three baby carriage baby Welcome to my world, oceans vs. mountains (Welcome to her world, oceans
children Touching you just like we was back in high school just grinding, grinding slow winding Hunching like it ain?t no more, they said we couldn?t make it but here we are
empty As many times as love has come and gone To those gentle ones my memory runs To the laughter we shared at the meals I filled their kitchens and living rooms
lions, out in the jungle We really like to run in packs and I like that When we hunt, we all function with one mind Our collective predications are