I killed my thoughts... They're buried here: Stand Back

I killed my thoughts... They're buried here

duminică, 12 februarie 2006

Stand Back

I need a Ken doll pilot with a sexy smile and a flying limousine To pick me up, go the extra mile and deliver me to the scene I need five more hours in the average day One to get the work done, four to play Be a devil and angel You know what I mean? No time for good manners, do what I say If you're not here to help then you're just in the way The road is littered with the faint of heart, the fools who fell from stress It's a fact of life that you can't catch up, better learn how to love the mess So I'll just kick back, ignore the noise, have my way with the pretty boys, What I dream at night don't even try to guess Stand back Out of my way Stand back You're crowding my day

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