But if I work all day on the blue sky mine, there’ll be food on the table tonight.
But if I work all day on the blue sky mine, there’ll be food on the table tonight.
Love devastation, suicide blonde.
How you gonna stop the clock when the well runs dry?
My slang is editorial explicit material, briefcase yo, live in stereo flow.
‘Cause I’m a 21st century digital boy. I don’t know how to read, but I’ve got a lot of toys.
Words are very unnecessary – they can only do harm.
We are living in a material world, and I am a material girl.
Hey little thing, let me light your candle ‘cause mama, I’m sure hard to handle now, gets around.
From distant star to this here bar, the me, the you, where are we now?
Get out of my way or I might shove.
The Humpty Dance is your chance to do the hump.
I need a change in my life, and I need it right now. Good or bad, it doesn’t really matter how.
Walking on his highways, we leave the land and float inside the dark, black water, robin flies again.
Now it’s Istanbul, not Constantinople, been a long time gone, Constantinople, now it’s Turkish delight on a moonlit night.
The doctor says to take it easy because this isn’t healthy, but I need things a doctor can’t prescribe. I’m running the race on a treadmill going nowhere fast; I need an outlet in my so-called life.
Why do we have to carry on? Always singing the same old song.
Must I forever be a beggar whose golden dreams will not come true? Or will I go from rags to riches? My fate is up to you.
Time to take a ride, time to take it in a midnight eye. And if you want to go, get on below.
I used to walk in the shade with those blues on parade.
Lord Finesse and DJ Mike Smooth dial up the number of the funky technician!
Fight the power, indeed.
A delivery of a strange and wonderful musical experience.
Lots of AiC in slower-paced grunge mode? Yes please.
A freight train of pioneering grungy punk rock energy.
Sure, it’s the “Nothing Compares 2 You” album, but there’s a range of Celtic-influenced rock and gorgeous pure pop to enjoy besides.