city of damned
at the center of the earth
in the parking lot
of the 7-11 where i was taught
the motto says just a lie
it says home is where your heart is
but what a shame
cus every one's heart doesnt beat the same
were beating out of time
city of the dead
at the end of another lost highway
signs misleading to nowhere
city of the damned
lost children with dirty faces today
no one really seems to care
i read the grafitti
in the bathroom stall
like the holy scriptures
in a shopping mall
and it so seemed to confess
it didnt say much
but it only confirmed that
thr center of the earth is the end of the world
and i could really care less
A fEW ThInGS TO REmEmBeR:
Traditionally, songwriters can't sing. And that holds true in my case, also.
I may not be a first-rate composer, but I am a first-class second-rate composer.
I always said that I'm not the best singer in the world, just the loudest
Get up from that piano. You hurtin' its feelings.
God tells me how the music should sound, but you stand in the way.
There are more bad musicians than there is bad music.