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Someone shot the president / And no one knows where Maria went! / Maria!
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Well, it's not too late / Oh, it's really not worth the fight / No one's right / Well, it's time to walk away
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A special kind of feeling / Guess my best excuse, I'm on the wagon again
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Uptight, I'm a nag with a gun, yeah / All night, suicide's last call
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Bumming a ride, burning daylight / Last up at dawn, Tight Wad Hill
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The worry rock has turned to dust, fallen on our pride
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I'm running late to somewhere now / That I don't want to be
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Drop like flies and empathize / And I know that I will someday / And I know that I will suffocate
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She, she screams in silence / A sullen riot penetrating through her mind
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I'm an outsider / Outside of anything
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Then I woke up as a nervous wreck and I fell for you
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Everybody got a scar / Ain't it funny how we're running out of hope? / Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
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I lost my way, oh baby, this stray heart / Went to another, can you recover, baby?
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There's a place inside my head / Where I like to wallow in my misery 'til I can't swim at all
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Big plans and leaving friends and a westbound sign
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His star is brightly shining / Like a neon light / It's your favorite son
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Say a prayer for lost souls, Xmas time of the year
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Now I cannot speak, I've lost my voice / I'm speechless and redundant
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I must admit that I am enjoying myself / 80, please keep taking me away
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Nothing's left to cling onto / Got to hold on / hold on to yourself
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