You've got to pick up the pieces
C'mon, sort your trash
Better pull yourself back together
Maybe you've got too much cash
Better call, call the law
When you gonna turn yourself in, yeah
You're a politician
Don't become one of Hitler's children

Bonzo goes to Bitb

Every Sunday
I'll be waiting
Tell the next day
That there's no change

Every weekend
There's a freebie
To a new day
And a new way

Soul's on fire
Three at a time
Soul's on fire
Just like mine.

Stuck on a wordless island
Shoving nightmares down my throat
Face bright from a funeral fire
Lifeless bodies in the hole
Textbooks and radios
Textbooks and radios
Textbooks and radios
Textbooks and radios

Stuck on a wordless island
Shoving nightmares down my

There's blood on the siren
There's blood on the street
I'm tired and I am cold and
I choke when I sleep
There's blood on the siren light
There's blood on the siren light
There's blood on the siren light
There's blood on our side.

Say goodbye to the father
Chasing all his ghosts
Leaves just fall right through them
He catches them in their throats
Say goodbye to the mother
Washing all her scars
Water just gets them infected
It's been dirty a long time
They've got the blues
The hummingbir

I have spent a thousand hours deep inside my head
When I found you I was sleeping in someone else's bed
And the shapes begin to focus
After all these years
The broken shards were actually pieces
Of this picture fit together
Nobody sees the single layers
Form shells of

Judy, died in her sleep last night
Dreaming of a summer sun
Silly, but I woke that night
Dreaming from that same bright light
Reaching for more time and life
Spinning, it goes on and on
(And so it goes and so it goes)

Why did you go? Why did you die?
Why, Why, W

I will see you when the night is young
When the trees line up perfectly

We watched the ground
Grow wet and dark beneath our feet
But we weren't cold anymore
No, we weren't cold anymore

And the grass, was taller then
It's hard to remember when

I will see you

I never wanted to be here
I just woke up
This is not what I want at all
I'm a sleeping garden with a rising sun
Then a light drags a shadow across a wall
Like it's pulling on the weight of the world
Another wasted dream on an empty bed.

I see you everywhere and I just fall to pieces
I just wish there was a way for me to leave you behind
I wish that I was your own idea
I shrink smaller every day and you forget just who I am
Until I can become something else
I'm something else
I'm something else
I'm so

Thought they were blue
I'd see right through them
Like the sun's light scatters in their eyes
Behind the reflections of what they want to see
Is the black of space
But crowded in its place is the illusion
Of the sky.

Some may say
We danced a while
Some may say
We danced a while

Suggestions and motions
They end at devotions
I will just hold you
Forget that I know you
Remember we danced
Even if I don't know your name

Some may say
We danced a while
Some may sa

She walked out with empty arms
Machine gun in her hand
She is good and she is bad
No one understands

She walked in, in silence
Never spoke a word
She's got a rich daddy
She's her daddy's girl

She loves naked sin
He loves evil sex
She has lost control

Time decides
What are they spinning?
They ask me why
You're still living

Love is red
Looks so pretty
I turned away
To keep from seeing

They ask you why
But I'm not leaving
All the while
You are screaming.

I stole a peacock's feather and stuck it in my eye
Blinded by beauty, I fell into her arms
And the night sung me to sleep
The day stole a nightmare where my father was an old dying man
Sitting by the riverbed on a cross, with a peacock feather stuck in his side.
I looked insi

Listen, can you hear?
I've turned around
I've turned around
So you can fear, no one, anymore

The ghosts in the garden
Won't recognize you anymore
And the long stretch of highway
Won't spit you back home

Remember the crack in the window
Was caused by loneli

See, it's all alright, for a while
See, it's all alright, for a while
See, it's all alright, for a while
See, it's all alright, for a while

Time hung on a wire
Is just hanging
A tree built on a fire
Is just ashes.