Tên đầy đủ: Fish
[sandy denny, "who knows where the time goes ..." ?] (s. denny) Good morning, good afternoon And what have you got to say? Well, i'm......
I heard the battle raging on the other side of the wall Buried my head in a pillow and tried to ignore it all Every......
I want to be there in the morning, i want to wake up by your side. If i can make it back i'll be there,......
Just another nigger, a spooky piece of white trash, Just another jewboy, spic, mick, yid, raghead motherfucker living on the planet. (usa version: just another......
Storm clouds cruising cross the blue skies Shadows float across the fields of barley I find myself an island in an island I have to......
She's got a photograph of david bowie In a victorian hand made frame Signed backstage by a roadie in his name She's got hemingway in......
I was flicking through the channels on the tv On a sunday in milwaukee in the rain Trying to piece together conversations, Trying to find......
At that time of the night when streetlights throw crosses Through window frames, paranoia roams where the shadows reign Oh, at that time of the......
Track down a satellite, beam in the action, life lies bleeding Live in your living room, our senses on remote control overkill and overload. >from......
We are led by the light at the end of the tunnel We are guided by the fires of our burning dreams We're inspired by......
(speedy/keen) Call out the instigators because there's something in the air, We got to get together sooner or later because the revolutions here, And you......
Everything to decide It's time i came up with some answers before i can carry on It's time i made my mind up before we......
Where beggars take cheques and children steal credit cards From the pockets of wrecks in the middle of the road. I came to in my......
So here i am once more in the playground of the broken hearts One more experience, one more entry in a diary, self-penned. Yet another......
A hand held over a candle in angst-fuelled bravado A carbon trail scores a moist stretched palm Trapped in the indecision of another fine menu......
I don't trust the government, i don't trust alternatives. It's not that i'm paranoid, it's just thats the way it is. Every day i hear......
And then it was over and we took our applause. We passed the peace pipe and thought no more About the scenes that were missing,......
Hotel hobbies padding dawns hollow corridors A typewriter cackles out a stream of memories Drying out a conscience, evicting a nightmare Opening the doors for......
The rain auditions at my window, its symphony echoes in my womb My gaze scans the walls of this apartment to rectify the confines of......