No angel of mercy Is gonna hear my call (oh no) To dry the tears that shall not fall I woke alone today For all the birds have flown Inside this empty house Which no longer feels like home Admidst life's killing fields of war This door of memories

I have burned for my love So I open my eyes And I fall through the sky While the day turns to night Flown too close to the sun Falling like icarus Now the damage is done All my dreams are just some fragile things That people wish and I don't think

Hey, hey, hey Do you bury me when I'm gone Do you teach me while I'm here Just as soon as I belong Then it's time I disappear Here I go into new days I'm pain, I'm hope, I'm suffer Ain't no mercy there for me And I went on down that road

Look at me, I'm Sandra Dee Lousy with virginity Won't go to bed 'til I'm legally wed I can't I'm Sandra Dee Watch it! Hey I'm Doris Day I was not brought up that way Won't come across, even Rock Hudson lost His heart to Doris Day I don't drink (No)

I'd follow endlessly to live the life I've seen Now every passing moment you die but one degree Shall I relinquish my integrity Thereby ensuring that I'll remain unclean Until my days filled with not untrust and fear I'll not make one vow to which I

Where you gonna run to Downpresser man All along that day You drink your big champagne and laugh I wouldn't like to be a flea Under your collar man You can run but you can't hide Beggin' to hide you All along that day

But what I am certain What is enough Is just to remember that once, once I was loved I don't remember When I was young I don't recall the day when I first saw the sun I still surrender To troubles unknown No use pretending all the troubles ain't my own

Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high There's a land that I've heard of once in a lullaby. Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue And the dreams that you dare to dream, Really do come true. Someday I'll wish upon a star And wake up where the clouds

Make it a hurricane before I go insane It's only half past twelve, but I don't care And pour me somethin' tall and strong It's five o'clock somewhere The sun is hot and that ol' clock is movin' slow and so am I Workday passes like molasses in wintertime

I got no pickup lines, I stay on the grind I tell the hoes all the time, bitch, get in my car (Bitch, get in) I got my 64, ridin' on Dayton spokes And when I open that do', bitch, get in my car I'm a straight guerilla with it, cold hearted killa with it