Lyrics:
Hello, well good evening ladies and gentlemen
What we like to do right here, well first let me let you know who I am
Well I go by the name
You're always dancing in and out of view
I must have thought you would always be around
Always keeping things real by playing the clown
Now you're nowhere
can cry then so can I
I read books and draw life from the eye
All my life is drawings from the eye
And tell me grey seal
How does it feel
To be
I read books and draw life from the eye
All my life is drawings from the eye
And tell me grey seal
How does it feel
To be so wise
To see through eyes
Well, it's always been my nature to take chances
My right hand drawing back while my left hand advances
Where the current is strong and the monkey
nine till dawn.
If you drop by brother there's some shakin' goin on
We get all kinds of people as the night goes on
Rednecks and the hippies both
at all
Very far away
Somewhere I have never been
There's something out there and I'm feeling it again
Then the modern world keeps drawing me back in
Fight these eyes
They're drawing you, inside
Sign the name in marker
Watch the clouds as they got darker
Felt it start to slip away
All
For all her care I pay
And still she runs away
(Fosco shakes Glyde by the hand)
I'm touched by your compassion
Your kindness knows no bounds
I've
means
It was as rewarding as the
Drawings Daniel Johnston sent me
Or the Stinky Puffs single
From Jad Fair's son, or playing on the
Same bill as Greg
division fueled by fear
Destruction
The end is drawing near
The broken suffer
Brought to their knees
The guilty prosper
Consumed by greed
A vicious
the scene was staged
Awaiting the consequence, I don't believe in accidents
It's all too real, all these things we feel
As the years go by, things
dragged to the back of a trunk
By one of your fans, irony's spectacular, huh?
Now who's a fa-, you punk?
And here's your Bronco hat, you can have that
drawing
Anything I target on is dearly departed, gone
Drive by or walk up on, I just stop, breathe, aim cock squeeze
Silencer on the Glock, infrared beam
and swung
Stick to the core plan, dragged to the back of a trunk
By one of your fans, irony's spectacular, huh?
Now who's a faggot, you punk?
And here's
drawing
Anything I target on is dearly departed, gone
Drive by or walk up on, I just stop, breathe, aim cock squeeze
Silencer on the Glock, infrared beam
that was of value to me was in London.
By the time I reached their little red brick house, Carrie and her father were gone.
Forever Autumn
Standing in the moonlight by the old garden gate
Nellie, my darlin', I know you will wait
Wait for me, dearest, he said in tears
Then I'll be your
go by the name of Andre 3000, right
And we hail from a place called like Stankonia, GA, right
You know right now everyone wants to be from space
the brake lights
Case of the stage fright, drawing a blank like
Dah, dah, dah, dah
It ain't my fault
Great big eyeballs
My insides crawl
And I clam
You're always dancing in and out of view
I must have thought you would always be around
Always keeping things real by playing the clown
Now you're nowhere
Beauty everywhere
Yuletide by the fireside
And joyful memories there
Oh, Christmas time is here
We'll be drawing near
Oh, that we could always see
felt so right
in the drawing of the night
I love my life
but I loved it more when you were standing right by my side
I can't take much more
I love my
by krasnyj mne by.
mir, pohozhij na kaleku,
chernym krugom zhe tsvetnomu cheloveku.
Mel staschila v pyatom klasse,
Zhalko, im vsyu zhizn' ne
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