Treated walls care for me When crossings call out one of three Only child take good care I wouldn't like you playing, falling there

Don't fear Your last step From the theatre of pain And the children will love Your singing From the sea The sea is calling The giant's lost And all round him Destructed for what They all knew what it meant

Alas my love, you do me wrong To cast me out discourteously And I have loved you for so long Delighting in your company Greensleeves was all my joy Greensleeves was my delight Greensleeves was my heart of gold And who but Lady Greensleeves Who but my

I don’t wanna be alone, I don’t wanna be alone I don’t wanna be alone The feeling I got from you ‘Cause ya know, somewhere inside, I cannot find No, somewhere inside, I cannot find The feeling I got from you, oh Hard for a Pitchfork, soft for a

(Can you imagine?) There are moments that the words don’t reach That would be enough (Forgiveness) There is suffering too terrible to name You hold your child as tight as you can And push away the unimaginable The moments when you’re in so deep It feels

Everybody knows I'm here Well, you know I'm the hoochie-coochie man Everybody knows I'm here Don't you know I'm here The gypsy woman told my mother Before I was born I got a boy-child's comin' He's gonna be a son-of-a-gun He's gonna make pretty women's

I'm not your patron saint You're not my angel dear Horns up or down and now horns up I am your warpaint Lets make this crystal clear Horns up I am your worst fear Bloodshot eyes and a dead beat stance Shit for brains I'm a game of change One cut, two cut

Goodbye I'm going home There's no need for you to say you're sorry I don't care no more so don't you worry Your music's shite it keeps me up all night, up all night I hate the way that even though you know you're wrong You say you're right I hate the

In the night I crave to feel your breath And your touch like angel of death And forced to make you dead A glance to my eyes, deep within reveals This worn-out warrior's mind I'm killing you by suffering Discomposure of a deepest kind In the dawn I'm in

The dog days are over The dog days are done 'Cause here they come Can you hear the horses Run for your children for your sisters and brothers Can't carry it with you if you want to survive Happiness, hit her like a train on a track Coming towards her,