I remember you I remember me I remember I remember how things used to be I remember every word that you said I remember, how could I forget I remember
me sir But don't you point your finger at me I want a mistrial to clear my name I want a mistrial in front of the people I want a mistrial to clear
I know you're disappointed In the way I handled things You're thinking I misread the times And acted cowardly And since what I do affects us both And
Outside the world's a mindless child Outside Outside reflects the worst of styles Outside Inside when you're in my arms A mindless child is still to be
If there's rage inside you so you cannot think Spit it out If you get so angry that you cannot speak Spit it out Talk to him or her or it And tell them
The currents rage deep inside us This is the age of video violence The currents rage so deep inside us This is the age of video violence Up in the morning
I was staring through a telescope at night At a large light in the sky It's spinning lights reminded me of you A star spinning in orbit, lighting up the
me Sir But don't you point your finger at me I want a mistrial to clear my name I want a mistrial in front of the people I want a mistrial to clear
Tulkojums: Reed, Lou. Mistrial.
: I know you're disappointed In the way I handled things You're thinking I misread the times And acted cowardly And since what I do affects us both And
: I was angry, I said things I shouldn't say But please don't turn your back Sometimes I get so upset But I take it all back Please don't go, I know
: The currents rage deep inside us This is the age of Video Violence The currents rage so deep inside us This is the age of Video Violence Up in the
: Mama's got a lover A painter I am told She's getting out of real estate For the art scene down in old Soho Art scene down in old Soho Mama's got a
: If there's rage inside you so you cannot think Spit it out If you get so angry that you cannot speak Spit it out Talk to him or her or it And tell
: I was sittin' home on the West End Watchin' cable TV with a female friend We were watchin' the news, the world's in a mess The poor and the hungry,
: Outside the world's a mindless child Outside Outside reflects the worst of styles Outside Inside when you're in my arms A mindless child is still to
