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Sometimes I don't know where
This dirty road is taking me
Sometimes I can't eve know the reason why
So I guess I keep a-gamblin'
Lots of booze and lots of ramblin'
It's easier than just waitin' around to die
 
Watching girls go passing by
It ain't the latest thing
I'm just standing in a doorway
I'm just trying to make some sense
Out of these girls passing by
The tales they tell of men
I'm not waiting on a lady
I'm just waiting on friend
 
Sometimes when this place gets kinda empty
The sound of the breath fades with the light
I think about the luckless fascination
Under the Milky Way tonight
 
Edith Piaf said it better than me. "Je ne regrette rien." Pretty song, but not intended for me. Time to put some muzak on.
 
Well i'm lying in my bed
The blanket is warm
This body will never be safe from harm
Still feel your hair, black ribbons of coal
Touch my skin to keep me whole
 
Enter your heart, and never let it part
Yesterday was a lie so be happy now
When all you can feel is what you can take as real
Come alive, realise it's a feeling
 
I don't care if Monday's blue
Tuesday's grey and Wednesday too
Thursday, I don't care about you
It's Friday, I'm in love
Monday you can fall apart
Tuesday, Wednesday break my heart
Oh, Thursday doesn't even start
It's Friday, I'm in love
 
I love to love you, baby
I love to love you, baby
When you're laying so close to me
There's no place I'd rather you be than with me, me, uh
 
An it's so easy to be social it's so easy to be cool yeah it's easy to be hungry when you ain't got shit to lose and I wish I could help you with what you hope to find but I'm still out here waiting watching reruns of my life when you reach the point of breaking know it's gonna take some time to heal the broken memories that another man would need just to survive.

Coma- GnR
 
Let me tell you a story, 'bout a woman and a man, maybe you'll find familiar, maybe you won't understand
The man's name i don't remember, he was always Joe to me
But I can't forget the woman she was always Christie Lee
 
So goodbye yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
You can't plant me in your penthouse
I'm going back to my plough
 
Money talks
But it don't sing and dance and it don't walk
And long as I can have you here with me
I'd much rather be forever in blue jeans
 
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