Wouldnt It Be Nice Wouldn't it be nice if we were older Then we wouldn't have to wait so long And wouldn't it be nice to live together In the kind of
't want to be buried in a pet sematary I don't want to live my life again I don't want to be buried in a pet sematary I don't want to live my life again
Must of been mid afternoon As I could tell by how far the child's shadow stretched out And he walked with a purpose in his sneakers, down the street He
I've never, I've never known such pure madness And for her it's all she can see I've never, I've never known such pure madness And for her it's all she
Bouncing and pounding, my head the backboard I need release to let it flow And I was ready, really ready I was ready to explode Oh wasted time, oh wasted
And I can't hear What you're saying, what you're doing to me And can't you see It would take the jaws of life to pry open your words So pry open your
I have felt the comfort Now what did I do to disappoint you? Idle my emptiness And it keeps returning to remind me That I want to remain A child with
Untie the hands that bind your mind And be nice, she put a gun against her ear Inside, against a gin and tonic sky She's a star, she finds a place to
I come home late at night On the floor to turn you on I check for tint and Technicolor 'Cause after you there is no other Your brown hair is my connection
Let it out, let me pull the shades And mix it up make it lemonade I've no intention of living this way No intention of living, moisture, moisture A thousand
How many times has this gone on? Call 'cause it's just been too long Say it's good to hear it's going fine Check that you're still featured in my mind
I feel your fame, fill your pocket And I've tried to hock it Fly the friendly skies, meeting strangers And my hands pass through many You will believe
Everything about the world is sex And it's a message of popular culture Telling all our children how to do it right And all through their innocence you
Christmas is not all it's cracked up to be Families fighting around a plastic tree Nothing on the TV that you'd want to see And it's hardly ever snowing
Forever Sometimes you're better off dead There's gun in your hand and it's pointing at your head You think you're mad, too unstable Kicking in chairs
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Where did your long hair go? Where is the girl I used to know? How could you lose that happy glow? Oh, Caroline no Who took that look away? I remember
It starts with just a little glance, now Right away, you're thinkin' 'bout romance, now You know you ought to take it slower But you just can't wait to
