Young Folks

If I told you things I did before told you how I used to be,
Would you go along with someone like me?
If you knew my story word for word had all of my history,
Would you go along with someone like me?

I did before and had my share it didn't lead nowhere,
I would go along with someone like you,
It doesn't matter what you did,
Who you were hanging with,
We could stick around and see this night through.

And we don't care about the young folks,
Talking about the young style,
And we don't care about the old folks,
Talking about the old style too.

And we don't care about our own faults,
Talking about our own style,
All we care about is talking,
Talking only me and you.

Usually when things are gone this far,
People tend to disappear,
No one will surprise me unless you do.

I can tell there's something going on hours seem to disappear,
Everyone is leaving and I'm still with you,
It doesn't matter what we do where we are going to,
We could stick around and see this night through.

And we don't care about the young folks,
Talking about the young style,
And we don't care about the old folks,
Talking about the old style too.

And we don't care about our own faults,
Talking about our own style,
All we care about is talking,
Talking only me and you.

And we don't care about the young folks,
Talking about the young style,
And we don't care about the old folks,
Talking about the old style too.

And we don't care about our own faults,
Talking about our own style,
All we care about is talking,
Talking only me and you,
Talking only me and you,
Talking only me and you.

Everybody Hurts

When your day is long and the night,
The night is yours alone,
When you're sure you've had enough,
Of this life to hang on.

Don't let yourself go,
Cause everybody cries,
Everybody hurts sometimes.

Sometimes everything is wrong,
Now it's time to sing along,                                         Hold on,
When your day is night alone,                                     Hold on,
If you feel like letting go,                                            Hold on,
If think you've had too much,
Of this life to hang on.

Cause everybody hurts,
Take comfort in your friends.
Everybody hurts.

Don't hold your head,
Let go of your hand,
When you feel like holding on.

No,
No,
No you're not alone.

If you're on your own in this life,
The days and night are long,
When you think you've had too much,
Of this life to hang on.

Well everybody hurts,
Sometimes everybody cries,
Everybody hurts sometimes.

And everybody hurts sometimes,
So hold on,
Hold on.

Hold on,
Hold on.

Hold on,
Hold on.

Hold on,
Hold on,
Everybody hurts.

The Thin Line

Another hungry look in her eyes again,
Pacing the floor the hunt begins,
Skin-tight leather provides my pleasure,
Wake my fears and surge with the pressure,
Walk away and leave forever do I dare?

Raise my eyes she stands,
Holding out healing hands.
Are you happy now?!

I'd walk the thin line for you,
Do just what you say to,
With fear as my friend,
I'd walk the thin line,
One more time for you.

Addicted face pretending don't speak a word,
Forbidden sin relenting I barley heard,
Screams of interest blur my vision,
Wake my fear of devine intervention,
Crawl away and bleed forever if you dare!

Hand on mouth the game goes on,
Love our stage to play upon?
Are you happy now?!

I'd walk the thin line for you,
Do just what you say to,
With fear as my friend,
I'd walk the thin line,
One more time for you.

I'd walk the thin line for you,
Do just what you say to.

I'd walk the thin line for you,
Do just what you say to,
With fear as my friend,
I'd walk the thin line,
One more time for you.

Nobody Home

I've gotta little black book with my poems in,
Gotta bag and tooth brush and comb in,
When I'm a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone in,
I've got elastic bands keeping my shoes on got those swollen hair blues,
I've got 13 channels of shit on the TV to choose from.

I've got electric light and I got second sight,
I got amazing powers of observation,
But that is how I know when I try to get through,
On the telephone to you there'll be nobody home.

I got the obligatry Hendrix perm and the enivitable pin hole burns,
All down the front of my favorite satin shirt,
I've got Nacatine stains on my fingers I've gotta silver spoon on a chain,
Got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains.

I've got wild-starring eyes and I got a strong urge to fly,
But I got nowhere to fly too,
Oh Babe when I pick up the phone there's still nobody home.

I got a pair Gohen's boots and I got fading roots.

Sorry

Sorry we broke up,
Sorry I missed you,
Sorry I wanted only to kiss you,
Sorry I promised to love you forever,
And made you feel guilty when you left me.

Sorry I showed up at your party,
Sorry I drank up all the Bacardi,
Sorry I puked up on your bed spread,
Sorry I wanted to be your Boyfriend again.

What can I do?
It's over,
It's over,
It's over,
It's over.

What can I do?
I am a Loser.

Sorry I saw you and heard birds sing,
Sorry I touched you and heard bells ring,
Sorry I jacked off outside of your window,
While you were sleeping,
I thought you'd never know.

Sorry I showed up at your wedding,
Sorry I tried so hard to get in,
Sorry I screwed up your picture,
Sorry I had sex with your Sister.

What can I do?
It's over,
It's over,
It's over,
It's over.

What can I do?
I am a Loser.

Sorry we broke up,
Sorry I missed you,
Sorry I wanted only to kiss you,
Sorry I promised to love you forever,
And made you feel guilty when you left me.

Sorry I showed up at your dinner,
Sorry I said those things to your Father,
Sorry I crashed through your window on acid,
Sorry I made a mess,
Sorry I bled to death.

What can I do?
It's over,
It's over,
It's over,
It's over.

What can I do?
I am Loser.

Flowing

Along the way I close my eyes,
I lost where I was going the more I will spin,
The more I will try to stop my mind,
Flowing away to all that I despise,
Along the way I close my eyes.

You can't be let down if you don't expect the world,
Expect to lay awake there by your sleeping Girl,
If somebody cares then there is no way you can tell,
Cursed consciousness is your private Hell.

Along the way I close my eyes,
I lost where I was going the more I will spin,
The more that I try to stop my mind,
Flowing away to all that I despise,
Along the way I close my eyes.

Tick, tick, tick,
The clock bludgeons your mind,
Endlessly replaying times that were unkind,
Go away sun I'm not prepared for you today,
It seems you are,
It seems you are.

Along the way I close to my eyes,
I lost where I was going the more I will spin,
The more I will try to stop my mind,
Flowing away to all that I despise,
Along the way I close my eyes.