I tried to get high, but you wanted me low Good things are happening, but happening slow It's some kind of mystery from long ago
I finally know who I'm supposed to be My mind was locked but I found the key Hope it don't all slip away from me
Hard times, fun lines Moments pass by and I cry Rewind, step behind It's hard to find the flip-side
I can't stand when you tell me to get back If we're all free, then why does it seem we can't just be?
You saw your reflection all over the news Your temperature's well past a hundred and two Put the guns away, or we'll all gonna lose
Stand by, or take flight Eat or throw your piece pie Walk on, or be mine Moments fly by and I cry
I can't stand when you tell me to get back If we're all free, then why does it seem we can't just be? I can't stand when you tell me to get back If we're all free, then why does it seem we can't just be?
Mazars and Deutsche Bank could have ended this nightmare before it started. They could still get him out of office. But instead, they want mass death. Don’t forget that.
Mazars and Deutsche Bank could have ended this nightmare before it started. They could still get him out of office. But instead, they want mass death. Don’t forget that.
The Caretaker uses distressed, old 78 rpm records to create distant, ghostly "haunted ballroom" nostalgic music that "conveys themes of dementia and memory loss". He also works with real instruments as Leyland Kirby and under other names. Favorite track: A1 - It's just a burning memory.
Just in time for Bladerunner 2 and hell night aka "All Hallows' Eve"...
“The more we do to you, the less you seem to believe we are doing it.”
Mazars and Deutsche Bank could have ended this nightmare before it started. They could still get him out of office. But instead, they want mass death. Don’t forget that.
Some people say I'm obnoxious and lazy That I'm uneducated and my opinion means nothin' But I know I'm a real good dancer Don't need to look over my shoulder to see what I'm after Everybody's got their problems-ain't no new news here I'm the same old trouble you've been having for years Don't confuse the problem with the issue, girl, 'Cause it's perfectly clear
Some people ain't no damn good You can't trust 'em, you can't love em No good deed goes unpunished And I don't mind being their whipping boy I've had that pleasure for years and years No, no I never was a sinner-tell me what else can I do Second best is what you get-till you learn to bend this rules Time respects no person-what you lift up must fall They're waiting outside-to claim my crumblin' walls
Saw my picture in the paper Read the news around my face And now some people Don't want to treat me the same
When the walls come tumblin' down When the walls come crumblin' crumblin' When the walls come tumblin' tumblin' down
Some people say I'm obnoxious and lazy That I'm uneducated and my opinion means nothin' But I know I'm a real good dancer Don't need to look over my shoulder to see what I'm after Everybody's got their problems-ain't no new news here I'm the same old trouble you've been having for years Don't confuse the problem with the issue, girl, 'Cause it's perfectly clear
Just a human desire to have you come near Want to put my arms around you Feel your breath in my ear You can bend me, you can break me But you better stand clear
When the walls come tumblin' down When the walls come crumblin' crumblin' When the walls come tumblin' tumblin' down
Mazars and Deutsche Bank could have ended this nightmare before it started. They could still get him out of office. But instead, they want mass death. Don’t forget that.