Without you to light my way
This would be my darkest day
The way you coax me out to play
Is surely enough to take away
The pain, confusion, disillusion
On my own there is no fusion
Flip trip in the sunshine
You taste like honey and wine

Expectation got the bette

Danbury wasn't a prison,
it was a crime school.
I went in with a Bachelor of marijuana,
came out with a Doctorate of cocaine.

I'm standing in front of the State Department
where earlier today the headquarters of American counter-terrorism apparatus received a
video tape from El Lobo, or The Wolf,
a Columbian terrorist who officials believe is ...

in your eyes
i see such admiration
you have a hidden kind of strength
that makes me want to hold you

mais je suis faible
il y a encore des choses wue je veux faire
de rester avec toi
ce n'est pas assez pour moi.

it's time again
for the puppets to take over

She just dropped in on me,
started speaking this bizarre language.
It's not bizarre.

It is the divine language,
the ancient language.

"Away from public life
Who do you want to be
When nobody can see?
I'll be around
When the lights go out."