Hey, my friend, I thought you knew it's all an illusion And nobody knows what to do, what's your point of view? It goes on and on and on and on and on
[ Don Rich - fiddle ]
In my silence, I would love to forget Restitution hasn't come quite yet And with one accord I keep pushing forth I stretch my heart to heal some more
Hitched a ride to the peaceful side of town Then proceeded where thieves were no longer found Can't crash now I've been waiting for this Won't crash now
Everywhere, everywhere, there is something to believe in Everyone and his brother, has a massage for me somewhere I believe and I believe in the cry
Honey, baby, I been told You know how, shake the butter bowl I got to see for myself If you got any butter left Breakdown to the left Breakdown to the
Quieres chingaso, conmigo, tu lo tienes Por vida y por muerte Holmes Breakdown a motherfuckin' breakdown Breakdown ain't that a bitch If you like magic
Ooh, stealin', Colorado reelin' Rocky Mountain breakdown Bow to the fiddler, don't be slow Smoke on the mountain, fire on the bow Pick out the tune,
(R. Brewster) Watch the balckbird coming down guilty peracher waking drum living in turtured extasis twisted vision what you see make you fammous, make
Instrumental
Mmmmm You shouldn't have made me wait You shouldn't have made me wait at Breakdown Motel You shouldn't have made me wait You shouldn't have left me by
I'm being made to pick as side, now only fate can decide They're telling me to stand up and stand up I'm being made to fake a slide, now differentiate
No situation, no time for frustration Let's shake it off, let's try it again I stand witness of destruction in the streets Blood sheds in the city, shots
Come around and around just like we breakdown With a fist and a fall we meet with the floor On the ropes in the oak of making once more All in the name
Last day in this hell I lay here in mourning I guess a death beds not so bad when it's the only bed you've had Well I've grown tired of choking sick
Judging by these written words, gives reason to believe an evil spirit rests in that innocent girl. And the markings on her chest can tell a tale of
Lying in bed. This hotel reeks of home sickness, though, i for one am sick of going home. Vomiting. What i left behind was evil. Someone as dark as
Well now, how you doin'? Do I know you? Are you living 'round here or just passing through Seems like I met you before Well how you do Take care while