Tempted by the fruit of another Tempted but the truth is discovered What's been going on Now that you have gone There's no other I bought a toothbrush, some toothpaste A flannel for my face Pajamas, a hairbrush New shoes and a case

1985, I arrived 33 years, damn, I'm grateful I survived We wasn't s'posed to get past 25 Jokes on you motherfucker, we alive All these niggas popping now is young Everybody say the music that they make is dumb I remember I was 18 Money, pussy, parties, I

Crying lightning And twisted and deranged Your past-times, consisted of the strange And I hate that little game you had called Outside the cafe by the cracker factory You were practicing a magic trick And my thoughts got rude, as you talked and chewed On

We will not return to the countless mistakes of the past Only through dedication will I destroy all preconception Walk with me I will not relive the failures of the man I once was No longer will I let myself be truly satisfied with the standard Let this

To you I'm just a girl Now I know I'm just another one of your Friday nights But I'm no past time, this is gonna be the last To you I'm just a girl, I'm just a call when there's nowhere else to fall Just a number on your wall, In a pretty dress and

How could I break away from you? Something good will come out of this I lay awake at night envisioning A trace from the past This heavy heart of mine, it never fails To bring me right back Now I see us walking down cedar lane Slowing, the sunshine passed

Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! A man after midnight Won't somebody help me Chase the shadows away Take me through the darkness To the break of the day Is there a man out there? Someone to hear my prayer Half past twelve

Oh, sunny days She keeps on praying Oh, oh, ooh Lift me when I'm down No more butterflies 'cause they don't never last Stolen from the light by demons of the past It's always raining Break you through the clouds She woke up in the morning

I can pick up some wine I can pick you up in my pick-up truck And we can pick up right where we left off Ain't that what we both want Pick up the pieces girl It ain't that broke Pick up the past and just let it go Put down that over me Never wanna see me

Just don't wake daddy Sled dogs after dinner Close their eyes on The howlin' wastes Kurt Cobain, reincarnated, Sighs and licks his face Then they drift past strips Of Serengeti and the gates Of Sleepy Hollow too