I see a man in a white car Move like a ghost on the skyline Take all your dreams And you throw them away Man in a white car
The weekend is the weekend And it's sunny in the park I'll stay here with my beer and fish and chips till it gets dark I've got a lot of homework But
So many times I've had that helpless feeling But no one or any kind of medicine worked at all It seems to me that I seem to be overheating A midnight
Told you, baby, one more time Don't make me sit all alone and cry Well, it's over I, know it but I can't let go I'm like a fish out of water, a cat in
Cars are cars all over the world Cars are cars all over the world Similarly made, similarly sold In a motorcade, abandoned when they're old Cars are cars
Strange ways coming today I put a dollar in my pocket And I threw it away Been a long time Since a federal dime Made a jukebox sound Like a mirror in
These toys are all lifeless, the armor's worn off The shadow of a shadow is the ghost of a bomb Skyscraper standing in a desert alone A helicopter searchlight
Hey now, girl, what's the matter with me? We're on a back road, driving to sea Straight as a razor, kicking up dust Digging through ditches and falling
One, two, a-one, two, three, four Well i, can't go to the park I can't go to work I can't do nothin' I gotta stay in my house like a jerk How come I
Had to park my car for just five minutes I had to go inside to use the phone When I came back again my car was gone Well, I didn't know it was a loading
Had to park my car for just five minutes. I had to go inside to use the phone. When I came back again, my car was gone. Well, I didn't know it was a
I once, I once, I once Was part of you You hoped that the Hands choking me Had broken me apart Now I don't Now I don't Now I don't Believe in you My
Must of been mid afternoon As I could tell by how far the child's shadow stretched out And he walked with a purpose in his sneakers, down the street He
mobile Qual piuma al vento Muta d'accento E di pensiero. Sempre un a mabile Leggiadro viso, In pianto o in riso, mensognero. La donna mobile
Slow traffic, slow traffic Slow traffic, slow traffic Slow traffic, slow traffic Slow traffic, slow traffic Slow traffic, slow traffic Zoomin' in and
Whoa Whoa My Man Is In A Car Accident He Really Did Mean All The Things He Meant He In The Emergency Room Looking Crazy Like A Fool Shit I Oughta Shoot
Every night my dream?s the same Same old city with a different name Men are coming to take me away I don?t know why but I know I can?t stay There?s a