Tom McRae lyrics

12 sau paulo rain

there's always a party on funeral row, where the cross flashes red to the
street.
and gasoline dreams of girls in blue jeans, he's grazing the surface od sleep.

the vultures on main street are eyeing you up, calculating the wait of your
bones.
and midnight graffiti appears on your door, so we all can sleep safe in our
homes.

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get me out, get me out, get me out of this room, let me see.
cut it out, cut it out, rip it out from this wound, let me bleed.
but wait now, wait now for me... won't you...

shut it out, shut it out, black it out with the night, to put me at ease won't
you...
talk it out, talk it out, yell out to the ghosts that stalk the street.
but wait now, wait now for me...

I aint scared of lightning
Come on and do your worst
If they gave degrees
For cheating destiny
Then man
I got a first

No I aint scared of lightning
It's the same old empty threat
I've been standing proud
Beneath the gathering cloud
And man
I ain't dead yet
No I ain't scared of lightning
And thunder never killed
I was born in a summer storm
I live there still

Time
Has coloured in
The black and white
Of your sin
So burn
Burn the flag
Rip it up
Bury the Rags

But I will find you still
Move in for the kill
You cut her hair

So live
Live long
See her face
In everyone
And turn
Turn the page
Start again
Change your name

But I will find you still
Move in for the kill
You cut her hair
You cut her hair
You cut her hair

Tell all my friends
I have gone to the moon
Tell all my friends
I will write them soon
And tell them
If you see them
That I am better left alone

'Cause I'm living up here where the air is thin
And where gravity don't bring you down
Yeah I'm living up here and I'm watching your universe cooling down

I spend my days beneath a perspex dome
I think that I have finally come home

Coming back to the city
That I never quite leave
Picture you be the ocean
Picture me coughing into my sleeve

Like a snake eating snake you confuse me
Who's killer ? Who's captive ? Who's free ?
In a city that kills by constriction
Throw your streets around me and squeeze

And draw down the stars
Draw down the stars
What's in your heart?

....

Welcome to the second reel glad that you can make it
We thought your fate was sealed it's not what we expected
But you punch above your weight and you're stronger than you look
And the ending's not the same they changed it from the book

I'm the boy with the bubblegun
I'm taking aim
I cannot hit to hurt or cause you pain
If words could kill I'd spell out your name

A says he’s glad to be here, b’s chasing storms in the lightning state,

Where everyday above the ground is a good day, and your life is great.

A’s got a cocaine body, b’s got a benylin brain,
A knows he’s gonna be somebody, b don’t believe in fame.

And all our time slips away

You wake up to the sound of alarms and your
Driving your fabulous car
Listening to the music that reminds you
You used to be young you used to be young

And now you're searching, for a sign with your name
To define you the king of the game
What will you do when there's nothing left
For you to earn and for you to learn

So dose me up once is not enough
I can still see the ground

This train don't stop at the stations of the cross
No reasons left to believe
Trying to stay awake gave yourself a caffeine headache
To hide the taste of sleep

In choosing to forget you cut away the safety net that holds your heart, holds your heart
And you go in search of youth touching up your empire roots
But these days we don't know how to march

I feel the night is on your side
Shadows wait you when you rise
You hold the weight of every moment
Move no distance in your stride

And while you wallow in your wounds
You let the devils draw near
One more mile is all we have
You got nothing to fear

I feel the night is on your side
And I don't recognise this road
We sleep all day and walk all night

If you won't
Carry a gun
And if you won't
Learn to run

Hide from the world
It will come for you
You have no place in this time

If you won't
Carry a gun
And if you won't
Learn to run

Hide from the world
It will come for you
You have no place in this time

And it's the cars on the highway
It's the drunks singing 'my way'
We're all caught in a hidden camera show

i cannot use this language of fools to communicate with you.
the things that you say to mark the time of the day are calculated to bemuse.
and hey yeah ...hey hey yeah

won't you hide me, won't you hold my life, let me have this time.
and lie here while i close my eyes, hold me through this night.

one good day will SMOOTH the way for another, my love.