Drive into this city, meet me in the street where the pavement and the romance meet I found my savior on the Mississippi banks and the movement of it
Well you don't need the papers to inform you where we are or another zealot preacher with his soapbox and guitar but what do you think the consequence
my faith in God I need a brand new fishing rod I need a castle and a sword or just a room inside the clinic's mental ward I need some focus or a dream
fear our violence in vicarious as the evening news appears every woman needs a can of mace every doorway needs a lock 'till the world's just one big neighborhood
It's always meant so much to me to mean so much to you As I'm sure you were aware And lovers' eyes in countless tries attempt to capture souls But with
Narcoleptic Mary drops her head in sudden jerks at the table in the mansion's old estate Her face is in the soup and as she wakes she hears the laughter
Now you're a beautiful girl and it's a business world so here's the deal that we propose There's no rehearsal for our beer commercials but you'll have
They desensitized the public we're too callous now to feel a TV tube's like taking ludes till you're mud on a potter's wheel fidelity will crumble morality
Once simple point you've seemingly missed is the slight inconvenience that I still exist But I'll try to stay more to myself God knows I'm greedy to
Now believe me, you will heal forever's not this hurting that you feel you cannot see inside yourself what others do but there's a stronger source of
