When someone tried to tell me for sure. I'm gonna hear a voice and know it isn't in a dream . . And the lies in the eyes of a thousand eyes . . . But you make me feel so good. I'm gonna hear a voice and know it isn't in a dream . . And the lies in the eyes of a thousand eyes . . . And the lies in the eyes of a thousand eyes
Like a Good Girl
As I looked across To where she, where she was before I didn't have long To wait around here anymore We went to a place That I hadn't seen before She worked me over Then she went anyway
She looked to me like a good girl I played along like a fool I paid along just to find out She's no exception to the rule
As I carried on Looking here and there I couldn't believe She worked it out And it worked on me I guessed early on But it didn't click inside She knew my weakness And she knew my name
She looked to me like a good girl I played along like a fool I paid along just to find out She's no exception to the rule
As I carried on Looking here and there I couldn't believe She worked it out And it worked on me We went to a place That I hadn't seen before She worked me over Then she went anyway
She looked to me like a good girl I played along like a fool I paid along just to find out She's no exception to the rule
Like A Zombie
Couldn’t see my funny side As far as I recall And it didn’t mean much to me Carried on messing round And getting lower every day And then a little while later Looking for a way To get ahead of all the ups and downs On the road, back at home It didn’t matter much to me
Running round every corner Walk around every street Running round like a madman Run yourself off your feet Walk about like a zombie Run about like a freak Running round like a maniac Flipping out every week
Well I just gotta get away As far as I can go And as long as I don’t see you there Turn around, look again What is happening to me? Well am I getting paranoid Or maybe superstition Is making me feel this way Checking in, checking out I seem to do it every day
Running round every corner Walk around every street Running round like a madman Run yourself off your feet Walk about like a zombie Run about like a freak Running round like a maniac Flipping out every week
Now I’ve been working on the road As long as I recall And it’s feeling like yesterday Giggling, travelling And getting better every day Well I was getting paranoid Or maybe superstition Was making me feel this way Checking in, checking out I seem to do it every day
Running round every corner Walk around every street Running round like a madman Run yourself off your feet Walk about like a zombie Run about like a freak Running round like a maniac Flipping out every week
Running round every corner Walk around every street Running round like a madman Run yourself off your feet Walk about like a zombie Run about like a freak Running round like a maniac Flipping out every week
