Hand in hand we walk the city. Beneath the darkened skies. Stealing kisses in the shadows away from prying eyes. Hiding out from those we know. Secrets
Stephen:I have to redo the vocals for Medieval Bush. Friends: Why? Stephen: Cause I said 1570's muff instead of 1470's muff and the medieval period
Alright. Hey, hey what do you say? I come from a place called the U.S. of A. Ho, ho what do you know? Hop in my car and let's go. Well this is a song
Now listen I don't know the dimensions of outer space But if our ability to feel love turns out to be just a cosmic accident I'd like to think this means
Is the south side in this muthafucka? (Hell yeah!) Is the north side in this muthafucka? (Hell yeah!) Is the east side in this muthafucka? (Hell yeah!)
A hot air balloon Is waiting for you. Climb in the basket And pull the string. Lift yourself away From this troubled state of mind. The darkest place
Who gonna stop 200 balloons? Nobody Let's do it 25 policemen all in a row Can't stop the party people - Go go go If U can't beat 'em join 'em baby
I light your cigarettes I bring you apples from the vine How quickly you forget I run the bath and pour the wine I bring you everything that floats into
I am strong, I am able I spill milk on your table Then I crawl like a baby Just to see if you save me I am sweet, I am ugly I am mean if you love me
We lay around just like gurus In borrowed robes And talk about nothing Well, maybe that's something Maybe that's something You stretch out across a
Uncle Larry's hooked on ice again He seems to be stuck in the 80's He wears his 'members only' jacket 'Cause he thinks it turns on all the ladies And
I spent a year in the mouth of a whale With a flame and a book of signs You'll never know how hard I've failed Trying to make up for lost time Once I
It don't hurt like it did I can sing my song again It don't hurt like it did I can sing my song again I scraped the paper off the wall I put down carpet
[Chorus] Do do do do, do do do do Do do do do, do do do do I was riding on the e-train I was whistling to the rhythm I was thinking about my live-in
Every step of the way, we walk the line Your days are numbered, so are mine Time is piling up, we struggle and we scrape All boxed in, nowhere to escape
I watched the sun come up on Portland I waved goodbye to all my friends I packed my car and headed to L.A. I gave away all my loose ends Somebody said
Blonde machine in yellow spacecar zip your legs in smooth rubber You pass me and harass me #1 is on the run I saw you outta my cave you didn't see me
Elevator straight into my skull The escalator rises as it falls I swear our jet is crashing in my mind You can hold on but I wouldn't waste your time