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A Thought's An Idea...

Well, you can't say yes and you can't say no,
Just be right there when the whistle blows.
 
You see, it's so nice to get away, get away for a day
I see a hollow man, gun in hand, gun in hand, it points my way, oh
You know, he follows me everywhere and everyday, I gotta get away
I won't miss him if he goes away and stays away, oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

:ninja:
 
I'm a wild hearted son
I'm comin' down like a rolling stone, yeah
Wild hearted son
I'm a wild hearted son
Lil' honey, the world didn't want me to run
Wild hearted son, son, baby, yeah

B)
 
blood suckers hide beneath my bed
in black fumes of sleep so gently bled
i slept with a cat on my breast
slowing my heart stealing my breath

:ninja: :heart:
 
I thought I might move down to London Town,
I could get in a band, have fun all the year round.
 
he woke up , the room was bare
he didnt see her anywhere
he told himself he didnt care
pushed the window open wide
..felt dead emptiness inside
 
You make me wanna measure stars in the backyard with a calculator and a ruler baby...
 
Je pourrais bien brûler les pistes
Changer 100 000 fois de visage
Rayer mon nom de toutes les listes
Et m'effacer du paysage
 
what I'm thinking of just this time
Why don't you lay your head down in my arms, in my arms
Lay your head down in my arms, in my arms
 
Look around
Everywhere you turn there's heartache
It's everywhere that you go...
 
come with me... my love
to the sea, the sea of love
I want to tell you
just how much... I love you

:heart:
 
uh said the man to the lady
uh said the lady to the man she adored
and the whores like a choir
go uh all night
and mary ain't ya tired of this
uh
is the sound
that the mother breaks
when the baby breaks.
 
oh you blind one
gentle and kind one
seeing the world as a loaded gun

i don't want you to change
anything you do

i don't want you to be
someone else for me..:heart:
 
Shots fired in anger
And a widow cries alone
Just one more mother's son
Who won't be coming home
They speak in whispers
There are riders to the east
The blind man says
"Mister bring a bottle and a priest"
 
Your kiss so sweet
Your sweat so sour
Sometimes I'm thinking that I love you
But I know it's only lust
The sins of the flesh
Are simply sins of lust
 
I hear your emotions as they fall in the wind
I am more than your savior I'm desire within
 
you know it's been a long time
you always leave me tongue-tied
All this time's for us
I love you just because

:heart:
 

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