Breath after breath. Ama!
Breath after breath. Danca!
Every day I wake up in this room
and I don't know
Where I come from, where I'm going to
then I hear the voice

Senhora musa da paz
Me abraca, me carrega no teu andor
Dormir no colo da dor
Amiga, Arrasa!
A tua mãu desenhou
O sonho na areia
Agora, entrega de vez
Meu rumo E vida

From where I stand
The truth isn't black and white

Mine, immaculate dream made breath and skin
I've been waiting for you
Signed, with a home tattoo,
Happy birthday to you was created for you

(can't ever keep from falling apart
At the seams
Cannot believe you're taking my heart
To pieces)

Oh, it'll take a little time,
might take a little crime
to come undone now

(PRECHORUS)
We'll try to stay blind
to the hope and fear outside

He's sinking faster than a drowning man
He'll grab a hold of anyone he can
Gun in his pocket and a heart of ham
Uncle Sam
He's dying faster than a rabid dog
Infect us all now he's loosing blood
Nose for trouble and a soul of rock
Smokey's man

Don't drag me down
I don't wanna drown
You're going down
Heyyyy Yeahhhh
Na nana na nana nana na na...

You can see his face

There's not much flesh

Here she comes
you better watch your step.
She' going to break your heart in two
it's true
It's not hard to realize
just look into those false coloured eyes
She'll build you up just to put you down,
what a clown.

[Refr.]
'Coz everybody knows
(she's a femme fatale)
things she does to please
(she's a femme fatale)
she's just a little tease.
(she's a femme fatale)
See the way she walks,

When I first met you on the roof
you caught me with your web of youth
but now I know the wicked truth
it's much too late so what's the use in fighting?
You peel me like an onion skin
and wonder at the state I'm in
one day you'll turn up to begin
and find there's nothing left but innuendo.
Beside you others fade away
like amateurs in love's charade
much more than just a game you play

I'm I myself alone
Realise I never need to use no one
When it comes down to my soul
Freedom puts my faith in none of the above

There was a time I was so afraid
of everyting people around me said
That I wanted to hide my face in the shadows
There was a time on a bed of nails
I was dreaming a plan I thought could not fail
but no power under the sun could pull it together

Came in from a rainy Thursday on the avenue
Thought I heard you talking softly.
I turned on the lights, the TV and the radio
Still I can't escape the ghost of you
What has happened to it all?
Crazy, some'd say,
Where is the life that I recognize?
Gone away...

Chorus:
But I won't cry for yesterday, there's an ordinary world,
Somehow I have to find.

I watch from my window working this vicious road
you shudder when the wind blows
girl youre looking beat an cold
Dont know your situation but you look so alone to me
in my imagination this is how
the message reads just come softly to me
in the shelter of my heart
trust my intuition youre the one ive got to know
i givewithout condition wouldnt try to save youre soul

Get it together
Thing is jumpin'
I wanna see your
Bullets pumpin'

Shotgun

Itchy finger
On the trigger
Got to make the
Shooter bigger

Shotgun

Coatcheck girl up in happyland has a violent row with a cuban man
Julio leaves in a drunken rage comes back with the gasoline
The club had no fire exit the club only had one door
Only five people came out alive the sin is that 89 died
89 dead, 89 dead, 89 dead, 89 dead
The sin is that a year and a half before the fire chief's out and he's raising cain

Dear Mr. Bones,
We've had enough
You can try to pull us down with your pinstripe weasel stuff
but word travels in this town
I wouldn't write home about you
We're better off without you
Without you Mr. Bones

Some people feed on other people's troubles
Some people beat on other people's meat
Some people want to bleed us dry and some people..
Gonna drown on your feet

Destroyed by MTV
I hate to bite the hand that feeds me
so much information
The pressure's on the screen
to sell you things that you don't need
It's too much information for me

Hey TV child
look into my eyes
here by intervention
I want your attention
Promotion boy
in a suit 'n' tie
he wants you to use it
you're too shot to lose it
It's pumpin' down the cable
like never so before

Here we stand
in the shadow of the master plan
making trouble wherever we can
stir it up, stir it up, stir it up
Can't you see this boy is going cheap
knockdown to a basement deal
but I really won't stop 'til I get to the top
Take it from me
I'm waiting here on my knees
and I love the way you tease me
oh such a wonderful person
Don't play rough
easy when you know your stuff