party up next door but I'm sittin here all alone Two lovers in the bedroom and the other starts to shout All I got is this blank stare and that don't
If you wanna make the move then you better come in It's just the ability to reason that wears so thin Livin' and dyin' and the stories that are true Secrets
screamin' black and blue The power and the passion of a million youth I'm a battering ram comin' through to you In every alleyway and every avenue I figured out
There wasn't always a place to go But there was always an urgent need to belong, yeah All these bands and all these people All these friends and we
He was in a dumpster, lookin' for somethin' to eat He moved so slow like a dyin' dream Like a machinist who got caught in the machine I saw this lady and
on and my trance parents see from the balcony I looked out on the big field it opens like the cover of an old brief And out come the wolves their plans
'm checkin' out I'm never comin' back again I'm checkin' out I'm listed M.I.A. God damn it man I almost had It threw me out the door and called me a
you to visit him there Same old game that he's playing His rules are never fair Nobody want to look back Everybody want to get high tonight before they run out
He was an artist and a writer And a poet and a friend In a man's life he will take a fall But how low he goes it just depends Yeah, he's shooting dope
She's all gone and I'm stranded Something burning deep inside of me All I know it's 4'o'clock and she ain't never showed up And I watched a thousand
Took the 60 bus, out of downtown Campbell, Ben Zandito He was on there he was waitin' for me All the punk rockers and the moon stompers Are out on the
cool I say I'm gonna get away No no no no reason for me to stay But I'll come back another day Get on the Bus and Got no money Driver say, "Hey that
way that she moves well I was aroused Impowered impassioned by every move It's so cold outside we need a place to hide Go into the club to thaw out for
seen all your broken dreams come crashing down your door they demand an answer and they demand it quick or the questions fade and the wasted days come
the way I feel about you Na na na If I knew back then what I know now It would all turn out like this I'd sit back and I'd watch you squirm 'Cause you
door, step out and I'm gone Waiting for the buses but the buses won't come All the docks are quiet, there's something wrong And there's no ships coming
A cat lies awake when it sleeps Was she conscious of her own miseries? Will the agony of her pain Win her to enlightenment and set conscience free? Do
punk rocker You know his mother never understand him Went into his room and smashed his Billy Bragg record Didn't want him to hear that communist lecture And
