Down
I thought I heard you making the coals
Underneath a lonely man's soles
Why can't you just let it all go
Then I start to go down
I heard him say life is a joke
His life burnt like acidrain smoke
Why can't you love what you don't know
Then I start to go
Down down down
Way too low
I start to go
Down down down
You can't pull up anymore
Once you've gone down
Down down down down
I heard me say, what it's worth
You just get pain for all your life's work
I'll just crawl into my black hole
Then I, start to go
Down down down
Way too low
I start to go down down down
You can't pull up anymore
Once you've gone down
My Superman's all covered in rust
All of my dreams gone bust
This time I've fallen down,
Stuck in this rut
Maybe I'll try falling up
'Cause I've fallen far enough
I start to go
Down down down
Way too low
I start to go down down down
I can't pull up anymore
I start to go down down down
You can't pull up anymore
Once you've gone down
Rock N Roll Razorblade
Watch me bleed Rock n Roll Razorblade
Won't you watch me bleed Rock n Roll Razorblade
Rock n Roll Razorblade
It cuts so deep they failed to say
This Rock n Roll Razorblade
'Cause there's nothing left in this town
For a Rockerball rolling down
Rockerball hard to find
A way to ease his rocker mind
Rockerball he couldn't stay
'Cause there's nothing left in this town
For a Rockerball rolling down
Well this Rockerball's rolling down
Won't you watch me bleed Rock n Roll Razorblade
Watch me bleed Rock n Roll Razorblade
Rockerball slipped away
On a bus, to LA
He found a band, he had to play
They said take a breath, look around
Well there's nothing left in this town
For a Rockerball's brand new sound
Won't you watch me bleed Rock n Roll Razorblade
Won't you watch me bleed Rock n Roll Razorblade
Watch me bleed Rock n Roll Razor
Watch me bleed Rock n Roll Razor
Watch me bleed Rock n Roll Razorblade
Next Train
Well I finally found tomorrow
'cause I just now found today
But I'm left with all the sorrow
Lingering from yesterday
So I'm leaving this behind on the next train
To what place, well I don't know
When I leave I may not ride on the best train
But it's time for me to let go
Well I'd love for you to be there
On the day I say goodbye
But I've lost too much to your stare
To even waste a sigh
So I'm leaving this behind on the next train
To what place, well I don't know
When I leave I may not ride on the best train
But it's time for me to let go
Yes it's time for me to let go
You're the drugs in my vein
You lift me up and leave me pain
I'm broken, beaten, barely sane
And I'm leaving on the next train
I gladly stayed to wade it through
And find out what I've meant to you
Now it's clear to me this time
So I'm leaving this behind
Beautiful Eyes
Her beautiful eyes
Are all I want to see
Staring back at me
Just like I'm staring into the sun
Hey tender touch
Is all I want to feel
As I hold our baby
Seems it's been so long since
I saw her smiling face
Even though it was only
Yesterday
And I miss her oh
Yes I loved her so
And I wonder why
She had to go and I said
Her beautiful eyes
Are all I want to see
Staring back at me
Just like I'm staring into the sun
Hey tender touch
Is all I want to feel
As I hold our baby
End Of The Line
She's walking round in emptiness
She's looking for the good
she left in her prom dress
She can't take back all her regrets
Her only hope is what she did
she'll soon forget
This must be the end of the line
The sky's a blur
My drug my friend
Sometimes you can't avoid the lonesome bitter end
She's breathing in some niccotine
And when she's down
she'll drown this town in kerosene
This must be the end of the line
This must be the end of the line
This must be the end of the line
The ganja boys
The locker there
Maybe the truth is just
too much for you to bear
You can't avoid a compromise
Maybe this is just a reflection
of what's on your mind
This must be the end of the line
This must be the end of the line
This must be the end of the line
Even all this time we're still making it fine
Even all this time we're still making it fine
Even all this time we're still making it fine
This must be the end of the line
This must be the end of the line
This must be the end of the line
She's walking round in emptiness
She's looking for the good
she left in her prom dress
In the Road
I lost my wife today
In the road
I lost my wife today
In the road
We were taking a walk one day
A Mack truck came over the hill
I said, "Honey get out of the way!"
But she stood still
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