Can't we be friends He's going to turn me down and say I'll let her turn me down and say Though he gave me the air He was sigh and wonder why What a flop, this is how the story ends I thought I'd found the man of my dreams Now it seems, this is how the

Upon this nation Your lies despised Your law's the flaw By generations I'm gonna snap like I never have before I gotta rise, I'm sick of your lies And I won't be your scapegoat now Ain't gonna bend

The world is on the brink The brink of our extinction The end of an era The end of a genre Do the joy, do, do, do Do the shouts, do, do, do Do the cries, do, do, do Do the smiles, do, do, do Building a sepulture and fading to the ground

He lives in you The end of an era One starts anew You know the devil There's a sign in the rain Every now and again It is a symbol of hope In the midst of a catastrophic episode In the hour of death

I was sitting in the Hollywood Hawaiian Hotel I was staring in my empty coffee cup I was thinking that the gypsy wasn't lyin' All the salty margaritas in Los Angeles I'm gonna drink 'em up And if California slides into the ocean Like the mystics and

I can’t believe that someone like you Surrenders every element of you And you abuse it So someone you love, you really love May never seen the wonderful in you Why, it’s why you do it Then I don’t know why they call you A dane when you look in the mirror

And out of all these things I've done I think I love you better now I'm out of touch, I'm out of love I'll pick you up when you're getting down And if you're broken I'll mend ya And keep you sheltered from the storm that's raging on now I'm out of sight,

Two...three...four...I drank all my fuckin' brew and I ain't gots no more... Feeling so damn tired Running on desperate fumes For the end is Always near, now Empty handed It's always soon Psychocise me

The monarchy of roses Several of my best friends wear, The colors of the crown And Mary wants to fill it up, And Sherry wants to tear it all back down, girl The savior of your light The monarchy of roses tonight We all want the rose you know

I found this photograph, A big smile for the camera, How did she know? The moment could be lost forever Forever more Underneath the broken picture glass. Tender face of black and white, Beautiful, a haunting sight. Looked into an angel's smile,