In New York freedom looks like Too many choices In New York I found a friend To drown out the other voices Voices on the cell phone Voices from home
I'm not afraid Of anything in this world There's nothing you can throw at me That I haven't already heard I'm just tryin' to find A decent melody A song
Something is about to give I can feel it coming I think I know what it is I'm not afraid to die I'm not afraid to live And when I'm flat on my back I
Heaven on earth We need it now I'm sick of all of this Hanging around Sick of sorrow I'm sick of the pain I'm sick of hearing Again and again That there
In the days When we were swinging from the trees I was a monkey Stealing honey from the swarm of bees I could taste I could taste you even then And I
Grace She takes the blame She covers the shame Removes the stain It could be her name Grace It's a name for a girl It's also a thought that Changed the
When you look at the world What is it that you see? People find all kinds of things That bring them to their knees I see an expression So clear and so
hope my meaning won't be lost or misconstrued But I'll repeat myself at the risk of being crude There must be fifty ways to leave your lover Fifty ways to leave
needed you then You always said, "We'd still be friends someday" Oh, if you leave Oh, if you leave Oh, if you leave Oh, if you leave Please don't leave
at any price I need you now like I needed you then You always said we'd still be friends someday Someday If you leave Oh if you leave Oh if you leave
washroom Grunts, "What's this?" Leave me on the moon I must be coming back too soon Pieces of pieces laying upon Somebody's walking on my hands Leave
you planned Leave me alone (Leave me alone) (Hoo) Leave me alone (Hoo) Out on my own (Out on my own) Leave me alone (Hoo) Leave me alone (Leave me alone) Leave
One, two, three, four Well I'm goin' out west where I belong Where the days are short and the nights are long And I'll walk and they'll walk I'll twist
Wondering what I'm doing tonight I've been in the closet and feel all right Ran out of carbona, Mom threw out the glue Ran out of paint and roach spray
She says, "She's babysittin' tonight" She says, "Come over, it's alright" On the couch with my special one But don't tell me that we won't have fun On
They do their best, they do what they can They get them ready for Vietnam From old Hanoi to East Berlin Commando involved again They do their best,
Gonna take one chance on her One bullet in the cylinder And in a moment of passion Get the glory like Charles Manson Gonna smile, I'm gonna laugh You
I was feeling sick I was loosing my mind I heard about these treatments From a good friend of mine he was always happy smile on his face He said he had