Any way the wind blows, could make me feel bitter.
Things from our Brain
Hey, girl, stop what you’re doin’, you make me happy with the things you do
‘Cause when the lovin’ starts and the lights go down, is that the way it should start?
Who will win the first round of March Bandness?
I’m on the highway to hell, I’m in the high-fidelity first class travelling set.
You say you want a revolution
We were talking about the space between us all
I read each word that you’ve sent to me
Woke this morning found my hands were frozen
I held the book so tightly in my hands
I can feel it coming in the air tonight
When the bright lights have faded to blue
Just another lonely boy in town
Don’t you draw the queen of diamonds, boy
City girls just seem to find out early
She got the moon in her eye
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A symptom of life
Their faces closed tight
Living on a lighted stage
Don’t put him down as arrogant
Well, we got no choice
I used to be such a sweet, sweet thing
I met her in a club down in old Soho
It’s getting to the point where I’m no fun anymore
The future was wide open
Ain’t nothin’ like it, it’s a shining machine
We’re gettin’ funny in the back of my car
She saw the look in his eyes
I heard the news baby
I live my life like there’s no tomorrow
Opened my eyes to a new kind of way
Just when you said we’d try
Yesterday was a good day
So now I come to you with open arms
Livin’ just to find emotion
It’s the terror of knowing what this world is about
I know when to go out
Rebel rebel, how could they know?
Look at that sky, life’s begun
Ground Control to Major Tom
Woke up this morning with a wine glass in my hand
Wonder how they have the power to shine
All I want to be…
Show me the way…
Do You Feel Like We Do?
Can I have a little more?
We all want to change the world
Take a sad song and make it better