Five, six, seven, eight!. . All the time, awake. You're still on my mind. But we were on our own. Almost all the time. . And she'll step away. For a second or two. And I close my eyes. And I
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas. Just like the ones I used to know. Where the treetops glisten and children listen. To hear sleighbells in the snow. . I'm dreaming of a white Christmas. With e
What's passed these hands?. All these drugs and one night stands. So I tremble when I think of she'd do. She'd say something like. "You're no good,. You're like the junkies in this neighbourhood"
City sidewalks, busy sidewalks. Dressed in holiday style. In the air there's a feeling of Christmas. Children laughing, people passing. Meeting smile after smile. And on every street corner you h
Missy got off the bus one day. In a crowded depot, downtown LA. She looked around as if to say, 'I'm home'. But I'm home. . I'll find someone to love. And some place to drink. And some time whe
And speaking of. Little Miss Catherine. I feel swell, oh well. Because losing you. Was something I always. . Did so well. I guess I just can't tell anymore. And the feeling I get when I see yo
I love the dead before they're cold,. Their blueing flesh for me to hold. Cadaver eyes upon me see nothing. I love the dead before they rise,. No farewells, no goodbyes. I never even knew your no
Welcome to the abandoned land. Come on in child, take my hand. Here there's no work or play. Only one bill to pay. There's just five words to say. As you go down, down, down. . You're gonna bur
D. Snider. . Come on, boys!. Ow!. . She looks so fine like champagne or wine, no one ever gets her. Oh, ain't she cool, plays us for fools if we wanna let her. Across the room she sees some bu