wallflowers - one headlight "Well this place is old It feels just like a beat up truck I turn the engine, but the engine doesn't turn Well it smells of cheap wine, cigarettes This place is always such a mess Sometimes I think I'd like to watch it burn I'm so alone and I feel just like somebody else Man, I ain't changed, but I know I ain't the same But somewhere here in between the city walls of dyin' dreams I think of death, it must be killin' me come on try a little Nothing is forever There's got to be something better than In the middle But me & Cinderella We put it all together We can drive it home With one headlight"
As a matter of fact ..................... no. But she'll never shut up during Desperado. Gosh, it angers me so.
Under Pressure - Queen. I always put things off until the last minute, then I have to bust ass to do it. Also, it is one of my all time favorite songs.
I'd like to say "Superfly" by Curtis Mayfield but "Whiter Shade of Pale" by Procul Harem is probably more accurate
the closest thing the wife and i have to "our song": I am a passenger And I ride and I ride I ride through the city's backside I see the stars come out of the sky Yeah, they're bright in a hollow sky You know it looks so good tonight I am a passenger I stay under glass I look through my window so bright I see the stars come out tonight I see the bright and hollow sky Over the city's a rip in the sky And everything looks good tonight Singin' la la la la la-la-la la La la la la la-la-la la La la la la la-la-la la la-la Get into the car We'll be the passenger We'll ride through the city tonight See the city's ripped insides We'll see the bright and hollow sky We'll see the stars that shine so bright The sky was made for us tonight Oh the passenger How how he rides Oh the passenger He rides and he rides He looks through his window What does he see? He sees the sided hollow sky He see the stars come out tonight He sees the city's ripped backsides He sees the winding ocean drive And everything was made for you and me All of it was made for you and me 'cause it just belongs to you and me So let's take a ride and see what's mine Singing... Oh, the passenger He rides and he rides He sees things from under glass He looks through his window's eye He sees the things he knows are his He sees the bright and hollow sky He sees the city asleep at night He sees the stars are out tonight And all of it is yours and mine And all of it is yours and mine Oh, let's ride and ride and ride and ride... Singing...
