And music is my aeroplane It's my aeroplane I like pleasure spiked with pain Songbird sweet and sour Jane Pleasure spiked with pain Just one note That mother fucker always always spiked with pain I'm overcoming gravity Looking in my own eyes "hello"

What a way to go Twenty five years working for the state Saved all your money, got a good rate Always Always thinking 'bout that pension plan The day of retirement, the promised land, well Got a finish off that swimming pool Get some umbrellas, don't wanna be

And mountains Oh mountains o' things The life I've always always wanted I guess I'll never have I'll be working for somebody else Until I'm in my grave I'll be dreaming of a live of ease To have a big expensive car Drag my furs on the ground And have a maid

We don't always always say what we mean My youth is the foundation of me So wake me up in the Spring From the city of the 915 Where all the girls are pretty And they're down for the hype All my boys are with me Going up for the night But who cares, who cares

It won't be long, we'll meet again Numb, we're broken, here I stand alone Wondering what were the last words I said to you The face of love You've never left me The rising sun Will always always speak your name Your memory is never passing

All, all we, all, all, always never tell her It's the same old story in this tug of war We go back and forth, we go back and forth But it ain't good for me, what we do this for? We go back and forth, walk through this road Oh, whoa (we go back and forth,

The land they gave us was always always ours Don't close the door, you owe us more, uh I know that it's hard to face reality, mm And when they changed, they were all surprised but me And we buy Wraiths to hide behind these stars, yeah And we rock all this ice

Two hearts trying to understand How we're gonna get there One way, everything's gonna be away When we're both trying to drive One wheel, four hands 'Cause you're not always always right It's not like I don't try This is where we belong But darling, I'm on your

My hair's turning white, My neck's always always been red, My collar's still blue, We've always always been here Just trying to sing the truth to you. Yes you could say We've always always been, Red, white, and blue We don't have no plastic L.A. Frynds,

'Long come tutu A long, long time You know what makes me smile It’s kicking its groove for miles No matter what mood I’m in We were waiting Still awaiting It always always make me grin