The words are coming I feel terrible Is it typical for us to end like this Am I just another scene From a movie that you've seen 100 times Cause baby
Jessie says she's been here for a thousand days A thousand days to her that just don't mean a thing Cause the city makes a perfect place to sleep And
I've got some records here To put you in the mood. The phone is off the hook So no one can intrude. I feel romantic And the record changes automatic,
meant you The Halloween Parade At the Halloween Parade At the Halloween Parade See you next year, at the Halloween Parade (Halloween Parade) (Halloween Parade) (Halloween Parade
Why should it matter how I feel? This old romantic down at hill Then again, if I'd known the outcome Sure you'd win Illusion shattered, made them real
her eyes to see Johnny up and putting his clothes on She says, "Those romantic young boys, all they ever want to do is fight Those romantic young boys
is a must Its rhythm moves the women To a spacey romantic ocean [Incomprehensible] Prefer every moment Is a space on the parade With the psychedelic
sensual illusion Caught between the crossfire anger and confusion Howl at the moon black blanket that's starlit I'm rarely romantic plowing through tramps
sensual illusion caught between the crossfire anger and confusion howl at the moon black blanket that's starlit im rarely romantic plowing through tramps
s in your face (I'm the one that you should hate) [Verse 1] Tell your girl, I love hangin' with her I sure ain't gonna miss her She a hopeless romantic
is paradise We've rediscovered the long-lost art of dying Only to lonely resent angels for flying Addicted, afraid to take control of my own life This is paradise
so far? Believe me, look my eyes, feel me We shall continue forever, together into a cursed land here love is like, the flower, among the thorns The romanticism
chances Envelopes marked for the personal life Night falling, hiding the poets transgression Blown in the winds of Aquarian tides Echoed words spoken by token romantics
Incurable romantics never do He held the flame I wasn't born to carry I'll leave the dieing young stuff up to you You get back on the latest flight to paradise
, no one's buying Someone is dying, panic in the streets Can't get no relief, someone escaping Waiting on a line for the holy revolution Parading illusion
he spanked my butt He turned me into his super spanky slut I begged him for his mercy with tears in my eyes He didn't know that he just showed me paradise
I love you, you have become my vice Bring on the shoes and start throwin' rice You're paradise go figure, who could have guessed I'd be so franticly, romantically
Hey, paradise island [incomprehensible] 2000 Were are you from? [incomprehensible] How many years? How many years? Ten years time Two thousand years,