Инди

Express yourself
Like fireworks in the night
Lighting up the sky
So we can see with our eyes

The skies turn grey when I look into your eyes
The rain comes down onto me face when I hold your
Hand
I thought that we would break the world, but that’s

I’m all out of hope
One more bad dream
Could bring a fall
When I’m far from home

(Gloria, Gloria, Gloria)
Gloria, you’re always on the run now
Running after somebody
You gotta get him somehow

We can dance if we want to
We can leave your friends behind
‘Cause your friends don’t dance
And if they don’t dance

1…2…3…4!
She makes money and I play guitar
Said she loved me at the hotel bar
I’m not worried ’bout another scar

Feelings go with snow under street lights
Body up, brain low
I can float comatose in the moonlight and be your UFO
I will fly through a sunbeam to keep a cure in the mix

My face is wet and cold
I feel like my city
I know this is getting old
But I’m stuck creatively

You were holding something heavy in your head
I can always tell when you’re upset
But I don’t wanna be here for the rest
‘Cause I’m not ready for the words you need to say

Tell me when you’re free and I’ll sneak on the bus
‘Cause I can’t fill the jeep with insufficient funds
My credit card is tied up in the backseat
I wish that I could buy some stupid shit that I don’t need

The places I won’t let you leak into my thoughts are few and far between now that you’re in love again
No more pictures on the wall and the mattress got a frame
But I’ve got matches in the hall and I’ve never seen a flame, no
Why do you laugh with both your hands

You’re all I want
Everything’s dead in my brain
I can’t sleep alone
I’ve been up for days

I could throw it all away
Sweet pay, sweet pay
I won’t lose you
I can feel the sun from here

We could make a scene, sneak into a show
“Yeah she’s with me, I’m the CEO”
If we don’t know the band, we won’t sing along, whatever, no, no
I don’t care if you waste my money, spend it all on the taxi home

I’ve gotta keep things down like smoking and drinking and the bad things because I should be clear as a bell
If I finally manage to get some rest, I shouldn’t have a beer in my mouth quite frankly
So, that’s what I’m checking in about and everything’s fine
It’s a beautiful sunny day and I’m looking forward to getting home and seeing my family

I hope UFOs are real so they come and get me
I don’t wanna feel
Take away my memory
I think I’d be happier drifting through the galaxy

You light my way more than the morning sun
Hoping that I break through
Holding me when I’m numb
I’ll be okay if I stay out of mind where nothing really matters

I always give my man the last word
I always give him what he deserves
But don’t forget that little twist
Of cyanide in his little gift

Breathe, question
Call please, just for a minute
Just for a minute
Just for a minute

I’m not being silenced by anyone
I’m not being silenced by anyone
I’m not being silenced by anyone
I’m not being silenced by any soul

I saw the signs, I chose to ignore them
I saw the warnings
I saw them all, I saw them all
I saw the warnings

Rocker screams invite me in
Give me yours, I’ll show you mine
Honeybun, take me home
Show me yours, I’ll give you mine

Wait for something to, to come, but wait
Wait for something to come, wait
Wait for something to come
Something to come

Don’t peak it won’t last that long
Or rarely
It’s really new everyday
You need that click and they wrote it wrong

I said amen
Don’t you be a stranger
I’m the same man
Just a little stranger

Давай, подбрось себя как мячик
В горячие руки солнышка.
От него ничего не спрячешь –
Ты же помнишь, помнишь как

I was a man with lots of answers
You used to change the way I play
We used to fight for what we stand for
And we never let life ever get in the way

I see you’re standing there
In someone else’s room
Ain’t it sad, what we had
Went too fast

Billions of hearts break every day
They’re still finding stars way out in space
There’ll always be words you wish you could say
Don’t worry, it’s just a day

Well, I waste my time out in L.A.
Don’t go my way or make sense to me
And I lose my mind, I can’t unwind
I waste my time out in L.A.

When you come around and say those things out loud
Is there anybody in there?
Wish I could levitate above my own mistakes
Of letting you inside my head, but maybe

I snuck right out the back door
The minute that you called
I’m Irish with my goodbyes
It’s my calling card

Not gonna lie I’ve been fucked up
Not gonna lie it’s been a long year
There are things you never got to say
We won’t let it be that way

Last night I hear ’em clapping
Last night I hear ’em sing
Blink Twice

You were looking for answers
Something to set you free
We flew over Los Angeles
In a sky full of dreams

I was looking for answers
Something to set me free
I was looking for answers
Something to set me free

It’s been a long time
Since I felt this way
Feels like the first time
When you look my way

Just like royalty
Up and down the block
Heard the steel drums
On the promenade

Why did you lose your accent?
It comes out when you’re with your old friends
They said you better mask it
Don’t want the big city laughing

Okay I want to try do one of these kind of songs where
People are like happy and dancing
But everyone’s like really fucking sad when they listen to the lyrics
Swing Swing Swing

It’s true, what ya heard
But I don’t like to talk about it much
Today, it hurts
I was hoping I could be in touch

And hopefully you haven’t
And you don’t have to for a very long time
But if you don’t know
My brother and I also lost our mother

Feel it in my bones, it’s down to the wire
It’s more than a dream, it’s more than desire
I can feel you holding your breath
And you don’t know - no - what I’m gonna do next

Just when we were out of the gate
Honest to god I want to stay
Linking up the rings on a chain
Honest to god I want to stay

And it’s shaped like a raindrop
Hanging on a string like a pendant
With the eye clasp interlocked
Looking the finish iridescent

Claim on the miles
Personal truth
Balance the ledger
Standing on your shoulder

Step beside you
I got the losing touch
You’re up before me
You don’t really sleep that much

Two ghost empty the vase
Took place behind the shed
Let go with one embrace
Sometimes, gotta break the bread

Before we took the paintings off the wall
I’d come up with a reason just to call
Before my shoulders sterile to the touch
Adore you but you’re asking way too much

Now let me start this song with a question
Are you fed up with what we’ve been peddling?
Are you really buying this anti-depression
Drug smoke-infested artistic expression?