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I just wanna lie down in my bed
Make myself different from the rest
Use a thought to put myself to sleep
Collapsing in the fields where it feels free
Where it feels free R P McMurphy
 
I lost myself in a familiar song
I closed my eyes and I slipped away
It's more than a feeling
When I hear that old song they used to play
I begin dreaming
 
I sit by and watch the river flow
I sit by and watch the traffic go
Imagine something of your very own
Something you can have and hold
I'd build a road in gold
Just to have some dreaming
Dreaming is free
Dreaming
Dreaming is free
 
I let it fall, my heart
And as it fell, you rose to claim it
It was dark, and I was over
Until you kissed my lips and you saved me

My hands, they were strong
But my knees were far too weak
To stand in your arms
Without falling to your feet
 
I found a dream,
I found a dream that I could speak to
A dream that I could call my own
I found a thrill, hey, to press my cheek to
A thrill that I've never known, oh yeah, yeah

Then you smiled
And then, and then the spell was cast
And here we are, we're in Heaven
For you are mine at last
 
I've no more fucks left to give
My fuck fuse has just blown
I've been hunting for my fucks all day
But they've upped and fucked off home!
I've no more fucks to give
My fuck rations are depleted
I've rallied my fuck army but
it's been fucking defeated!
 
I think I'm gonna kill myself
Cause a little suicide
Stick around for a couple of days
What a scandal if I died
Yeah, I'm gonna kill myself
Get a little headline news
I'd like to see what the papers say
On the state of teenage blues
 
I gave my heart to people I thought were real
But love will show you pain that time can't heal
I've seen friends turn to strangers overnight
Smilin' to your face, twistin' the knife
It's a hard damn road when your heart's too kind
You give it all away and get left behind
It's crazy how it's the one you trust
That always turns around and stabs you in the back
 
Well, Lord if I were the president
Of this land you know I'd declare
Total war on the pusher man.
I'd cut him if he stands
And I shoot him if he'd run
And I'd kill him with my Bible
And my razor and my gun.

God damn, ah, the pusher
God damn, the pusher
I said God damn
God damn the pusher man.
 
I want a new drug
One that does what it should
One that won't make me feel too bad
One that won't make me feel too good

I want a new drug
One with no doubt
One that won't make me talk too much
Or make my face break out
 
Tire tracks across your back, I can see you've had your fun. J. Hendrix
 
It's not as if New York City
burnt down to the ground once you drove away
It's not as if the sun won't shine
when clouds up above wash the blues away
 
I'm breaking and I'm shaking
So delete the feeling
Beneath the real thing
Delete the feeling
 
Flagellation
I see the light
I'm not a lover
I am a fight
Forget the safe word
Stiletto shoes
Then I bend over
To worship you
 
Dominance! Submission.
Radios appear
This New Year's Eve was the final barrier
Dominance! Submission.
Radios appear

We took you up and we put you in the back seat
Dominance! Submission.
Radios appear
From year to year we looked out for the venture
Dominance! Submission.
Radios appear
 
I been known to miss a red flag
I been known to put my lover on a pedestal
In the end, those things just don't last
And it's time I take my rust-colored glasses off

I already know your type, tellin' me the things I like
Tryin' make me yours for life, takin' me for a ride
I already know your type, think you can play your cards right
Don't you know I could do this dance all night?
 
Lips I kiss just another plague
Love can't fix the hole they made
Condemned to rock and roll
 
How did you forget
Warnings while you sat
Heard fairy tales on laps
Wolves and leprechauns
Demons looking on
Fair folk are never gone
 
The scene was rockin', all were digging the sounds
(Wa-ooh) Igor on chains, backed by his baying hounds
(Wa-wa-ooh) the coffin-bangers were about to arrive
(Wa-ooh) with their vocal group, The Crypt-Kicker Five

They played the monster mash (The monster mash)
it was a graveyard smash (They played the mash)
it caught on in a flash (They played the mash)
they played the monster mash
 
One's on the bottom strong is he.
Two's in the middle carrying Three.
Three's pretending not to be...

3 Kobolds in a Trenchcoat!
 
A man in a trenchcoat
Once gave me a note
Saying come by my house if you please
That ain't all
He was big and small
And had eyes that could warm and freeze

He looked almost dead
I was afraid that
He was crazy or from some other place
But he looked at me cooly
Sure did fool me
When he vanished without a trace
 
I know you'll be a star
In somebody else's sky....
But why? Why? Why?
Can't it be, can't it be mine?
 
Don't you love farce?
My fault, I fear
I thought that you'd want what I want
Sorry, my dear

But where are the clowns?
Quick, send in the clowns
Don't bothеr, they're herе
 
I'm not ready to back down
I'm still mad as hell and
I don't have time to go round and round and round
It's too late to make it right
I probably wouldn't if I could
'Cause I'm mad as hell
Can't bring myself to do what it is you think I should
What it is you think I should
 
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