Wait a minute my friend Don't pass me up for dead As Babylon crumbles to sand A flower blossoms in my hand The people drifting by Another day ends
how do I love you as much as I do like a prisoner inside a shell send me a sunrise bring me a bell a desert flower rise with the moon unfurl your petals
One and a two and a three On a desert island, a magic yours and my land Everyday's a holiday with you Under a blue sky dear we could get an idea Of what
Get the guns out, get the guns out Get the guns out, get the guns out Your love is a deserter Your love is a deserter Your love is a deserter
and make a change And I'm going down to Hollywood They're gonna make a movie from the things That they find crawling round my brain I wish I was a girl
Beaches and deserts where you take me Beaches and deserts where you take me From low to high, from wet to dry Beaches and deserts where you break me
Would you like a way home I bleed my own Round the hangin tree Swaying in the breeze In the summer sun As we two are one Swaying Can you see under my
never be a greater time No I know there, there will never be a better time Yeah, there will never be a better time There will never be a greater time
Dead bull with a life from the low I'll be massive conquistador Give me soul or show me the door Metal heavy, soft at the core Gimme toro, gimme some
lie To find myself born inside a stone I'm making a cross of all you are And up on the hill I hear your name I'm making a cross of all you are
of you goin' with another guy No, it could never be me You took a ring and pawned our love away What can I say? I am left behind So I take a drink,
day I was a Punk rock caveman, the Neanderthal rage And there was history made Yeah, punk rock caveman Yeah, I rode on into town on a whooly mammoth Grabbed a
hit it, hit it Polly's on the wrong block Polly want a crack rock Polly's on the wrong block Polly want a crack rock Want a crack rock Want a crack
The hides are turning brown It's wrinkling and stinging As you bury yourself Deep in the dust Of the sandiest grave you can find It's a new desert life
The role of Jack-o-lanterns is to be a bridge a bridge to a desert a hope in empty words is like the sand, the sand that burns my soul with a glow of
: Dream up, dream up, Let me fill your cup, I promise you the world I promise you the world, I'll love you as a factory in the desert While trying to
like an oil well When it's underground, out of sight? And if the sight is just a whore sign Can it make enough sense to me? Pretend the table is a trust
like an oil well When it's underground, out of sight? And if the sight is just a whore sign Will it make enough sense to me? Pretend the table is a trust