He was born diseased with a twisted mind, His hands his feet his elbows tied, Sleeps by the day and in the night he crys. The bastard son of a travelling
Listening to the story of an angry old man, He had the whole world in his pocket but, He had a hole there in his hand, Never had much trouble fitting
Don't cry baby, rest your weary head, Don't cry mama, daddy didn't mean what he said. Wake up baby, its a brand new day, Wake up mama, I think he's gone
10pm in a cold and lonely hotel room, I think of you all the time, My car was built the same year Hendrix died, My mom just cried when I told her. So
Maybe someday soon, I'll find out what it's all about, And if you don't leave it too long, Then maybe we'll be able to sort it out. Give me five minutes
Holy Shamoly, said the priest to the girl, As he wrapped his arms around her, And his guts became her world, She said I can't take any more, No I can
In my house, there's a place I can hide, When I feel a surge of self pity, In my house there's a place where I sit, And watch the violence on the telly
I'm the man who came to dinner, Said I wasn't stopping long, I brought a present wrapped in misery, And a bottle of sad songs. You still said , Come
We don't ask for a lot but we get even less, Dirty child playing in a rubbish dump dress, Rich in heart but poor in practice, Always last in your perfect
Hi my name is Candy I play bass in the band, I've got a million people worship me my head in the sand, I've got a tattoo on my shoulder of a dagger and
Ode to the guy read about in the news, Born by mistake he was born to lose, Never had much luck, With the pounds and the pence, Blamed everybody else
When the cold wind blows, and the sarcasm cuts me again, A young man's pride is torn up, by what he calls friends... And as he gets restless, anger fills
