I feel the need...

[nycmuzik]

Hey little sister what have you done

Hey little sister who's the only one

Hey little sister who's your superman

Hey little sister who's the one you want

Hey little sister shotgun!

It's a nice day to start again

It's a nice day for a white wedding

It's a nice day to start again.

Hey little sister who is the girl you're with

Hey little sister what's your thoughts and wish

Hey little sister shotgun o-yeah

Hey little sister who's your superman

Hey little sister shotgun

It's a nice day to start again

It's a nice day for a white wedding

It's a nice day to start again.

Pick it up

Take me back home yeah

Hey little sister what have you done

Hey little sister who's the only one

I've been away for so long (so long)

I've been away for so long (so long)

I let you go for so long

It's a nice day to start again (come on)

It's a nice day for a white wedding

It's a nice day to start again.

There is nothin' fair in this world

There is nothin' safe in this world

And there's nothin' sure in this world

And there's nothin' pure in this world

Look for something left in this world

Start again

Come on

It's a nice day for a white wedding

It's a nice day to start again.

It's a nice day to start again.

It's a nice day to start again.

[nycmuzik]

If I, I get to know your name

Well if I, could trace your private number,

baby

All I know is that to me

You look like you're lots of fun

Open up your loving arms

I want some,want some

I set my sights on you

(and no one else will do)

And I, I've got to have my way now, baby

All I know is that to me

You look like you're having fun

Open up your loving arms

Watch,out here I come

*You spin me right round, baby

Right round like a record, baby

Right round round round

You spin me right round, baby

right round like a record, baby

Right round round round

I got to be your friend now, baby

And I would like to move in a little bit closer

** All I know is that to me

You look like you're lots of fun

Open up your loving arms

Watch out, here I come

[nycmuzik]

You got a fast car

I want a ticket to anywhere

Maybe we make a deal

Maybe together we can get somewhere

Anyplace is better

Starting from zero got nothing to lose

Maybe we'll make something

But me myself I got nothing to prove

You got a fast car

And I got a plan to get us out of here

I been working at the convenience store

Managed to save just a little bit of money

We won't have to drive too far

Just 'cross the border and into the city

You and I can both get jobs

And finally see what it means to be living

You see my old man's got a problem

He live with the bottle that's the way it is

He says his body's too old for working

I say his body's too young to look like his

My mama went off and left him

She wanted more from life than he could give

I said somebody's got to take care of him

So I quit school and that's what I did

You got a fast car

But is it fast enough so we can fly away

We gotta make a decision

We leave tonight or live and die this way

I remember we were driving driving in your car

The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk

City lights lay out before us

And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder

And I had a feeling that I belonged

And I had feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone

You got a fast car

And we go cruising to entertain ourselves

You still ain't got a job

And I work in a market as a checkout girl

I know things will get better

You'll find work and I'll get promoted

We'll move out of the shelter

Buy a big house and live in the suburbs

You got a fast car

And I got a job that pays all our bills

You stay out drinking late at the bar

See more of your friends than you do of your kids

I'd always hoped for better

Thought maybe together you and me would find it

I got no plans I ain't going nowhere

So take your fast car and keep on driving

You got a fast car

But is it fast enough so you can fly away

You gotta make a decision

You leave tonight or live and die this way

[dgmodel]

I know we're just like old friends

we just can't pretend

that lovers make amends

we are reasons so unreal

we can't help but feel

that something has been lost

But please you know

you're just like me

next time I promise we'll be

Perfect

Perfect

Perfect strangers down the line

lovers out of time

memories unwind

So far I still know who you are

but now I wonder who I was...

Angel, you know it's not the end

we'll always be good friends

the letters have been sent on

So please, you always were so free]

You'll see, I promise we'll be

Perfect

Perfect strangers when we meet

strangers on the street

lovers while we meet

Perfect

you know this has to be

we always we're so free

we promised that we'd be

Perfect

[dgmodel]

Blah~!

[marcid21]

Originally posted by dgmodel

Perfect strangers when we meet

strangers on the street

lovers while we meet

Perfect

you know this has to be

we always we're so free

we promised that we'd be

Perfect

i like that...

[marcid21]

Wish I could be the one

The one who could give you love

The kind of love you really need

Wish I could say to you

That I'll always stay with you

But baby that's not me

You need someone willing to give their heart and soul to you

Promise you forever, baby that's something I can't do

Oh I could say that I'll be all you need

But that would be a lie

I know I'd only hurt you

I know I'd only make you cry

I'm not the one you're needing

I love you, goodbye

I hope someday you can

Find some way to understand I'm only doing this for you

I don't really wanna go

But deep in my heart I know this is the kindest thing to do

You'll find someone who'll be the one that I could never be

Who'll give you something better

Than the love you'll find with me

Oh I could say that I'll be all you need

But that would be a crime

I know I'd only hurt you

I know I'd only make you cry

I'm not the one you're needing

I love you, goodbye

Leaving someone when you love someone

Is the hardest thing to do

When you love someone as much as I love you

Oh I don't wanna leave you

Baby it tears me up inside

But I'll never be the one you're needing

I love you, goodbye

Baby, its never ganna work out

I love you, goodbye

[dgmodel]

Originally posted by marcid21

i like that...

it describes my situation perfectly...

[marcid21]

You and the moon are a beautiful sight to me.

The stars in your eyes make it really hard to see you.

A night in the sun is all I really want.

You and me with the best of both for once.

Night breaks. My heart could not ache anymore.

Am I that easy to ignore?

You let your song blow right through me.

Your mighty intellect makes you mighty hard to see.

Will there come a time for me to be more to you, more to me?

Night breaks. My heart could not ache anymore.

Am I that easy to ignore?

[marcid21]

I guess you could say I'm a little afraid

What if you go away? I've seen it before,

I've been here before.

If I have to love myself, tell me how to love myself.

What's there to love about myself?

I just wan't to see that as a person you want me.

But I'm feeling the pain of all these bags in the way,

And I'm thinking you're just gonna run away,

And I can't catch you.

I guess I would say that I want you to stay

'Cause you have this strange knack,

Adds a glow to my black as you chase it all away.

And I hope that you can see I will someday leave these things.

I am waiting to be free.

But I'm feeling the pain of all these bags in the way,

And I'm thinking you're just gonna run away,

And I can't catch you.

Oh, I want to catch you.

[nycmuzik]

That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and snakes, an

aeroplane - Lenny Bruce is not afraid. Eye of a hurricane, listen to

yourself churn - world serves its own needs, don't misserve your own

needs. Feed it up a knock, speed, grunt no, strength no. Ladder

structure clatter with fear of height, down height. Wire in a fire,

represent the seven games in a government for hire and a combat site.

Left her, wasn't coming in a hurry with the furies breathing down your

neck. Team by team reporters baffled, trump, tethered crop. Look at that

low plane! Fine then. Uh oh, overflow, population, common group, but

it'll do. Save yourself, serve yourself. World serves its own needs,

listen to your heart bleed. Tell me with the rapture and the reverent in

the right - right. You vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight, bright light,

feeling pretty psyched.

It's the end of the world as we know it.

It's the end of the world as we know it.

It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.

Six o'clock - TV hour. Don't get caught in foreign tower. Slash and

burn, return, listen to yourself churn. Lock him in uniform and book

burning, blood letting. Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate.

Light a candle, light a votive. Step down, step down. Watch a heel

crush, crush. Uh oh, this means no fear - cavalier. Renegade and steer

clear! A tournament, a tournament, a tournament of lies. Offer me

solutions, offer me alternatives and I decline.

It's the end of the world as we know it.

It's the end of the world as we know it.

It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.

The other night I tripped a nice continental drift divide. Mount St.

Edelite. Leonard Bernstein. Leonid Breshnev, Lenny Bruce and Lester

Bangs. Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom! You symbiotic,

patriotic, slam, but neck, right? Right.

It's the end of the world as we know it.

It's the end of the world as we know it.

It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine...fine...

[nycmuzik]

Oo my little pretty one, pretty one

When you gonna give me some time, Sharona?

Oo you make my motor run, my motor run

Gun it coming off of the line, Sharona

Never gonna stop, give it up, such a dirty mind

I always get it up with a touch of the younger kind

My-ee ey-ee by-ee ahee ah woo!

Ma ma ma my Sharona

Come a little closer, over here

Close enough to look in my eyes, Sharona

Keep a little mystery, kissin' me

Runnin' down the length of my thigh, Sharona

Never gonna stop, give it up, such a dirty mind

I always get it up from a touch of the younger kind

My-ee ey-ee by-ee ahee ah woo!

Ma ma ma my Sharona

Ma ma ma my Sharona

When ya gonna get to me, get to me

Is it just a matter of time, Sharona

Is it a destiny, a destiny

Or is it just a game in my mind, Sharona

Never gonna stop, give it up, such a dirty mind

I always get it up from a touch of the younger kind

My-ee ey-ee by-ee ahee ah woo!

Ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma

Myee ey-ee by-ee ahee ah woo!

Ma ma ma my Sharona

Ooooh my Sharona

[nycmuzik]

Ooh, now let's get down tonight

Baby I'm hot just like an oven

I need some lovin'

And baby, I can't hold it much longer

It's getting stronger and stronger

And when I get that feeling

I want Sexual Healing

Sexual Healing, oh baby

Makes me feel so fine

Helps to relieve my mind

Sexual Healing baby, is good for me

Sexual Healing is something that's good for me

Whenever blue tear drops are falling

And my emotional stability is leaving me

There is something I can do

I can get on the telephone and call you up baby, and

Honey I know you'll be there to relieve me

The love you give to me will free me

If you don't know the things you're dealing

I can tell you, darling, that it's Sexual Healing

Get up, Get up, Get up, Get up, let's make love tonight

Wake up, Wake up, Wake up, Wake up, 'cause you do it right

Baby I got sick this morning

A sea was storming inside of me

Baby I think I'm capsizing

The waves are rising and rising

And when I get that feeling

I want Sexual Healing

Sexual Healing is good for me

Makes me feel so fine, it's such a rush

Helps to relieve the mind, and it's good for us

Sexual Healing, baby, is good for me

Sexual Healing is something that's good for me

And it's good for me and it's good to me

My baby ohhh

Come take control, just grab a hold

Of my body and mind soon we'll be making it

Honey, oh we're feeling fine

You're my medicine open up and let me in

Darling, you're so great

I can't wait for you to operate

I can't wait for you to operate

When I get this feeling, I need Sexual Healing (ad lib)

[nycmuzik]

Come over here

All you got is this moment

The twenty-first century's yesterday

You can care all you want

Everybody does yeah that's okay

So slide over here

And give me a moment

Your moves are so raw

I've got to let you know

I've got to let you know

You're one of my kind

I need you tonight

'Cause I'm not sleeping

There's something about you girl

That makes me sweat

How do you feel

I'm lonely

What do you think

Can't take it all

Whatcha gonna do

Gonna live my life

[thehacker]

"waiting"

i step outside

ignore all else

let voices wash to the background

and images fall subliminal

hearing only my own footsteps

upon concrete and asphalt

concentrating only on the past

almost a year ago, last december

i saw her again

for the first time in two and a half years

she jokingly idolized me

"oh my god! it's kris gale! you're alive!"

fell to her knees and waved her arms

rose to say that she'd been reading my poetry

ever since i left it behind

in vastly unpopular literature magazines;

my only high-school legacy

wanting rather to be regarded as human,

and not as some literary deity,

i replied "enough worship. can i just get a hug?"

without hesitation... "sure"

followed by a gentle embrace

she had always been the one and only person

who ever held my hand all day

at a poetry festival my junior year of high school

the more recent encounter

was to be followed by many more

a road trip to Maryland

lunch at a chinese restaurant

trips to Boston University to visit her

and a summer filled with culture

at that first lunch,

she was quite vocal

about her state of upset

regarding my disappearance

... complaining how i'd forgotten her

i tried to explain

that i hadn't ignored her, specifically...

that after graduation i was told

that i would have two years to live

if i didn't volunteer

to undergo eight hours of spinal surgery,

followed by a year of partially immobilized recovery,

to stop the progress of rather severe scoliosis

and how... after all that,

i had forged a new life for myself;

and in many ways, found it difficult

to recall the past, all of it being tied

to that emotionally tortuous diagnosis

after my high school graduation

she didn't accept this at first

but as i continued to see her,

she appreciated the new consistency

and simply became happy

that i was back in her life

during the summer

we undertook the only

one of our get-togethers

that i would consider a "date"

i had it all planned out

(but kept it all a secret)

noodles at Republic

then a long walk through the East Village

stopping at Smalls for some jazz

then back to New Jersey

to fall asleep until morning

(she slept on the sofa)

halfway through dinner she paused,

and said "i love this!"

"what? this place?"

"well yeah, but more than that."

"my world? my way of being?"

"yeah!"

i also joked about the fact that

upon describing this adventure

to my mother, she told me

"sounds like a lot of fun.

i wish i could go on a date with you"

my dinner guest laughed, smiled; exclaimed

"hee, hee!

i get to go on a date with kris gale!"

she was too tired to really enjoy Smalls...

but still managed to do

some foot tapping and head bopping,

despite her comment

that jazz isn't really her thing

(she left early the next morning;

had an appointment with a mechanic...

so much for breakfast)

this was to be remembered as the only

sane, normal, absolutely fun, easy-going

date

i've ever had

when she next visited,

she was accompanied by

a friend from our hometown

seeing him show up at my door

will forever mark the exact date and time

that i would never again have any more time

alone with her

(the remainder of our summer adventures

included him)

at some point during a later trip she said

"i have something to give you later,

don't let me forget."

i shrugged, not knowing what she meant...

"okay... and actually, so do i"

at the end of that night

(july 29, 1998)

she told our guest to wait in her car,

and accompanied me inside

i went upstairs to get my gift

i gave her the choice of

two perfect, unbroken seashells

which i collected while thinking of her

during a family trip to Long Beach...

she smiled and picked the mussel shell

smooth and dark on the outside,

absolutely unscathed, shiny, and bright

on the inside

(it's really difficult to find an unbroken,

unscratched seashell, especially a mussel shell...

she seems to know as she viewed it.)

after getting some water

we went downstairs to my front door...

she pulled me back gently as i opened it

and tried to walk through

then she stood, opposite me

stared silently

approached for an embrace

gently, slowly

caressed me

with her arms

as i did the same

pulled away even more slowly

dumbfounded,

i hung onto her sides with my fingertips

as my arms fell

she was still silent,

and staring again,

smiling,

for a length of time

that still seems like forever

for so long, in fact, that i said "yes?"

totally unsure and unprepared

for what happened next

she kissed me

not on the cheek,

and not with too strong

an emphasis on tongue...

on the lips

(a "tongue tease")

she said

"i owed you that last time"

i replied

"i've owed you that for long than that.

but i'm just skiddish about these things"

as i said goodbye,

i exclaimed

"my world is spinning!"

it was

i sat awake for more than a hour,

thinking only of

her sweet smile

prior to the kiss,

and the look of pure love on her face...

i could not concentrate

at the work the next day,

still thinking of the same

then,

reality set in

not having experienced this before

this effortless entering into something

more than friendship

i could not bring myself

to return her gesture,

or even to talk about it

days passed

i tried to emphasize many times

that our next meeting

should just be the two of us

(but that never happened)

once, i took them to the Chelsea Feast cafe,

to see none other than

the John S. Hall of King Missle...

she thoroughly enjoyed that

weeks passed

i fumbled on the phone

as i tried to explain

that by not talking about

or returning that first kiss

that it did not mean

that i wasn't interested in doing so

that it was merely my own issues

with insecurity

that prevented it

she detected the anxiety in my voice

and correctly observed that

"this sounds like something

you really need to talk about"

but i didn't get to do that

and it was never mentioned again

and i only saw her briefly

one more time

before it was time for her to go back

to Boston University for the fall semester...

no goodbye kiss

(my brother and his friend were spying on us

from my backyard fence)

i visited her at the end of september

the sunday before i left,

we were walking back, alone,

from an arts fair

our conversation wandered,

for the most part, meaninglessly

i still could not bring myself

to express my feelings for her

re-entering her room,

i tried to initiate that conversation...

she stopped me;

her friend was on his way,

so we could all go to lunch

"but you can e-mail me"

i tried to claim the lack of value

in anything expressed in e-mail

but i did it anyway

and i said far too much

the volume of thought i expended

was answered by only one message,

full of confusion,

and an emphasis on the fact

that she considers me

one of three real friends

she has in the entire world

(including her sister)

and time flew by...

i attempted many phone calls...

(she never is in her room)

i visited her on halloween

during the last visit,

we stopped into an FAO Schwarz

she had fallen in love

with a cute little white mouse puppet

she had not the funds to acquire it then

so i made note of it

and brought it with me

as a birthday gift

she could not believe i had remembered

and said it was the sweetest thing

anyone had ever done for her

but

she was considerably more affectionate

towards her friend

(the same one who had indirectly interrupted

my last attempt at a real conversation)

at a room party,

i sat in an alcove,

silently drinking my vodka & cranberry,

staring out at the clutter of city lights...

wondering where i had gone,

she found me and sat opposite me

and asked

"whatcha doin?"

"thinking"

"what about?"

"just... thinking"

"that's never good"

she stayed a short while,

then left

upon returning home,

i e-mailed her the exact reason

i didn't reveal my thoughts

just then...

they centered on a suspicion

i've harbored for quite some time

that she and this friend of hers

are actually dating, going together, etc.

i got no response

a few days later, i e-mailed

a message with the subject

"thanksgiving recess"

and the body merely containing

"think noodles"

(this is Republic's succinct slogan)

to which she replied only

"i will, thank you"

in the next bit of correspondence,

i complained about my own belief

that she obviously ignored my first message

and that

"the truth may hurt.

but it hurts more when it is not told"

she promised that it was

"not an intended slight";

that she was busy studying

for her second batch of midterms;

and that she did not want

to answer the first briefly,

expressing that i am

"worth more than that" to her

but...

i am still waiting.

forever...

w a i t i n g.

- krisjanis p. gale

- november 11, 1998

- 10:50pm

- over the course of three hours,

staring across the Hudson River,

from Frank Sinatra memorial park, in Hoboken

[thehacker]

"pavement"

pounding the pavement
my rubber sole
slides a bit
on the gravel

that hides the earth
which used to remind me
of my connection
with this planet

that lovely earth brown
replaced by grey and
black shavings
of synthetic stone.

the arches of my feet
ache
they know better than i do
what i'm missing

there is no comfort
in
  pavement

- krisjanis p. gale
- february 8, 1999

[thehacker]

"humble"

the distance between

your mind and

your soul

is not at all equal

to the expanse

within your own doubt

doubt about yourself

doubt about your future

your ability to

shape it

and your will to

face

what which you cannot

change or arrange

it is always

bringing

you

down

but

you must not try

to pretend

to possess the

tiniest measure

of control

allow yourself

to become overcome with a

desire

to accept

let

this

be

- krisjanis p. gale

- august 7, 1998

[nycmuzik]

Wise men say, only fools rush in.

But I can't help falling in love with you

Shall I stay? Would it be a sin?

I can't help falling in love with you

As the river flows gently to the sea

Darling so we go, some things were meant to be

Take my hand take my whole life too

'Cause i can't help falling in love with you

As the river flows gently to the sea

Darling so we go, some things were meant to be

Take my hand take my whole life too

'Cause i can't help falling in love with you

[nycmuzik]

Once upon a time

Not so long ago

Tommy used to work on the docks

Union's been on strike

He's down on his luck...it's tough, so tough

Gina works the diner all day

Working for her man, she brings hom her pay

For love - for love

She says: We've got to hold on to what we've got

'Cause it doesn't make a difference

If we make it or not

We've got each other and that's a lot

For love - we'll give it a shot

We're half way there

Livin' on a prayer

Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear

Livin' on a prayer

Tommy got his six string in hock

Now he's holding in what he used

To make it talk - so tough, it's tough

Gina dreams of running away

When she cries in the night

Tommy whispers: Baby it's okay, someday

We've got to hold on to what we've got

'Cause it doesn't make a difference

If we make it or not

We've got each other and that's a lot

For love - we'll give it a shot

We're half way there

Livin' on a prayer

Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear

Livin' on a prayer

We've got to hold on ready or not

You live for the fight when it's all that you've got

We're half way there

Livin' on a prayer

Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear

Livin' on a prayer

[marcid21]

Originally posted by nycmuzik2000

Wise men say, only fools rush in.

But I can't help falling in love with you

Shall I stay? Would it be a sin?

I can't help falling in love with you

As the river flows gently to the sea

Darling so we go, some things were meant to be

Take my hand take my whole life too

'Cause i can't help falling in love with you

As the river flows gently to the sea

Darling so we go, some things were meant to be

Take my hand take my whole life too

'Cause i can't help falling in love with you

Red, red wine

Go to my head

Make me forget that I

Still need him so

Red, red wine

It`s up to you

All I can do, I`ve done

But mem`ries won`t go

No, mem`ries won`t go

I`d have sworn

That with time

Thoughts of him

Would leave my head

I was wrong

And I find

Just one thing makes me forget

Red, red wine

Stay close to me

Don`t let me be alone

It`s tearin` apart

My blue, blue heart

Toasting

Red red wine you make me feel so fine

You keep me rocking all of the time

Red red wine you make me feel so grand

I feel a million dollars when your just in my hand

Red red wine you make me feel so sad

Any time I see you go it makes me feel bad

Red red wine you make me feel so fine

Monkey pack him rizla pon the sweet dep line

Red red wine you give me whole heap of zing

Whole heap of zing mek me do me own thing

Red red wine you really know how fi love

Your kind of loving like a blessing from above

Red red wine I love you right from the start

Right from the start with all of my heart

Red red wine in a 80`s style

Red red wine in a modern beat style, yeah

(Chorus)

Give me little time, help me clear up me mind

Give me little time, help me clear up me mind

Give me Red wine because it make me feel fine

Mek me feel fine all of the time

Red red wine you make me feel so fine

Monkey pack him rizla on the sweet dep line

The line broke, the monkey get choke

Burn bad rizla pon him little rowing boat

Red red wine I`m gonna hold to you

Hold on to you cause I know you love true

Red red wine I`m gonna love you till I die

Love you till I die and that`s no lie

Red red wine can`t get you out my mind

Where ever you maybe I`ll surely find

I`ll surely find make no fuss jus` stick with us.

Red red wine you really know how fi love

Your kind of loving like a blessing from above

Red red wine I love you right from the start

Right from the start with all of my heart

Red red wine you really know how fi love

Your kind of loving like a blessing from above

Red red wine you give me whole heap of zing

Whole heap of zing mek me do me own thing

Red red wine in a 80`s style

Red red wine in a modern beat style, yeah.

[thehacker]

i had no idea that song was so... reggae.

i mean, yeah the music was always that way,

but never new the lyrics were for the most part jamaican.

wonder how some of it translates.

[quoth]

I once knew a kid named dan wilson

He grew up on greenwhich and hudson

We usta play kickball outside his house

while his immigrant mother would usually cook a mouse.

At one point in his life he fell on his head

And so being the bastard i am...i punctured him with lead

After a visit to the hospital the doctor said he'd live

But when the doctor told him his mouth needed surgery he soon realized there would be no more head to give.

After enduring all that, he felt he would go out to a club

While me being the irish Mc instead decided to go to a pub.

As his club journey began so did his love for cheesy music

And it was then that i went ahead to stop his from this insanity

But only to learn that i was too late once he had bought his 1st cd by, Vanity.

He had gone on to discover johnny vicious and jonathan peters

while i went on to discover meeting hookers at parking meters.

It was a long sad journey for this young man, who btw couldn't even swim

I am just happy as hell i didn't turn out, like him.

[dgmodel]

lol...

[joeg]

Early in the morning, risin' to the street

Light me up that cigarette and I strap shoes on my feet

Got to find a reason, a reason things went wrong

Got to find a reason why my money's all gone

But I got a dalmatian and I can still get high

I can play the guitar like a mother fuckin riot

Life is too short so love the one you got cause you might get

runover or you might get shot

Never start no static

I just get it off my chest

Never had to battle with no bulletproof vest

Take a small example

A tip from me take all of your money and give it up to charity

Lovin's what I got

It's within my reach

And the sublime style's still straight from long beach

It all comes back to you you're gonna get what you deserve

Try and test that you're bound to get served

Love's what I got

Don't start a riot

You feel it when the dance gets hot

That's why I don't cry when my dog runs away

I don't get angry at the bills I have to pay

I don't get angry when my Mom smokes pot, hits

the bottle and goes back to the rock

Fuckin and fighting it's all the same

Livin' with louie dog's the only way to stay sane

Let the lovin come back to me

[joeg]

close your eyes and try to get to sleep now

don't you make a peep now

we hear everything

shut the door and make it clean and neat now

you've been so discreet now

we've seen everything

inside your heart of hearts you know

pick yourself up off the floor and stand now

wash away your sin now

you've got everything

inside your heart of hearts you know

will you choose to hid it in your soul?

if it's wrong

and I'm feeling so indifferent

I might be in danger of myself

shut your mouth and get yourself to sleep now

don't let then hear you weep now

you've got everything

inside your heart of hearts you know

will you choose to hide it in your soul?