Wind storm, comes the sound From the stars my dark has come You've gone from me Woah, tragedy Woah, tragedy Woah, come back, help me here Call me my
Ooh, oh Strangers in the night, exchanging glances Wondering in the night what were the chances We would fall in love before the night was through Something
It was a very cold clear fall night I had a terrible dream Billy name and brigid were playing under my stair case On the second floor about two o'clock
Train entering the city I lost myself and never came back Took a trip 'round the world and never came back Black silhouettes, criss-crossed tracks, never
Valerie Solanis took the elevator Got off at the forth floor Valerie Solanis took the elevator Got off at the forth floor She pointed the gun at Andy
I think images are worth repeating Images repeated from a painting Images taken from a painting From a photo worth re-seeing I love images worth repeating
I really care a lot Although I look like I do not Since I was shot There's nobody but you I know I look blase (note: blase - "e" with acute
Please come over to 81st street, I'm in the apartment, above the bar You know you can't miss it, it's across from the subway And the tacky store with
When you're growing up in a smalltown When you're growing up in a smalltown When you're growing up in a smalltown You say, no one famous ever came from
Starlight open wide Starlight open up your door This is New York calling With movies on the street Movies with real people What you get is what you see
You've got the money, I've got the time You want your freedom, make your freedom mine 'Cause I've got the style it takes And money is all that it takes
Andy was a Catholic The ethic ran through his bones He lived alone with his mother Collecting gossip and toys Every Sunday when he went to Church He'
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 Break down baby Come on and get with it 1, 2, 3, 4, hit it What is this? This is the number song But before I start, let's have the countdown
I'm on the chopping block Chopping off my stopping thought Self doubt and selfism Were the cheapest things I ever bought When you said it's love d'you
Jimmy Brown, made of stone Charlie clown, no way home Bring on the dancing horses Headless and all alone Shiver and say the words Of every lie you've
I've got a handful of this What do I do with it? I've got a barrel of this What do I do with it? I do it clean, I do it clean Do it clean, do it clean
Good God, You said, is that the only thing You care about? Splitting up the money and share it out The cake's being eaten straight through the mouth Poison
You said something will change We were all dressed up somewhere to go No sign of rain But something will change, you promised You said nothing will change