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Current song lyrics
Do you ever stop to count all the invitations<br>At the end of the day when it comes down to one decision<br>Of dead beat girls and freaks at a peoples convention,<br>All these sugars with no vitamin sensation.<br><br>Do you ever stop to look over old relations,<br>Or look to the belly of another one´s emotions,<br>Someone young in the winds of a revolution<br>Trying to save his face in the evolution.<br><br>Asleep at the wheel,<br>No windshield,<br>But you know that the streets<br>Here don´t change.<br><br>He´s kept alive in the chain of mental starvation,<br>Bone rail skinny, only feeding off frustration.<br>Unlike you who seem bred from corruption<br>Feeding off the plates of an ununited nation.<br><br>Asleep at the wheel,<br>No windshield,<br>But you know that the streets<br>Here don´t change.<br><br>With a lover in the street whose waiting to make a connection<br>To be the mother to the soul of your next abortion,<br>She´ll steal your money with the eyes of a baby´s complexion<br>Then she´ll laugh at you and your sexual invention.<br><br>Smelling like a rose, in the flowers of devotion,<br>Devoted the heat of a spotlight in motion,<br>With a face full of mud even though you were only joking<br>As if you really understood the value of isolation.<br><br>Asleep at the wheel,<br>No windshield,<br>But you know that the streets<br>Here don´t change.<br><br>Your tongue so fast like a freight train coming on rollin´<br>Every smile you give´s just to keep your mouth from clothin´<br>Every engine burns as a sign of the explosion<br>Locked in neutral your engines are broken.<br><br>Like candle wax that sun melts into the ocean,<br>Like the moon that lights the tracks of the old train station,<br>You can color in the lines of mother earth´s addictions,<br>And not hold a gun in the face of the Earth´s abduction<br><br>Asleep at the wheel,<br>No windshield,<br>But you know that the streets<br>Here don´t change.
New song lyrics
Do you ever stop to count all the invitations<br>At the end of the day when it comes down to one decision<br>Of dead beat girls and freaks at a peoples convention,<br>All these sugars with no vitamin sensation.<br><br>Do you ever stop to look over old relations,<br>Or look to the belly of another one´s emotions,<br>Someone young in the winds of a revolution<br>Trying to save his face in the evolution.<br><br>Asleep at the wheel,<br>No windshield,<br>But you know that the streets<br>Here don´t change.<br><br>He´s kept alive in the chain of mental starvation,<br>Bone rail skinny, only feeding off frustration.<br>Unlike you who seem bred from corruption<br>Feeding off the plates of an ununited nation.<br><br>Asleep at the wheel,<br>No windshield,<br>But you know that the streets<br>Here don´t change.<br><br>With a lover in the street whose waiting to make a connection<br>To be the mother to the soul of your next abortion,<br>She´ll steal your money with the eyes of a baby´s complexion<br>Then she´ll laugh at you and your sexual invention.<br><br>Smelling like a rose, in the flowers of devotion,<br>Devoted the heat of a spotlight in motion,<br>With a face full of mud even though you were only joking<br>As if you really understood the value of isolation.<br><br>Asleep at the wheel,<br>No windshield,<br>But you know that the streets<br>Here don´t change.<br><br>Your tongue so fast like a freight train coming on rollin´<br>Every smile you give´s just to keep your mouth from clothin´<br>Every engine burns as a sign of the explosion<br>Locked in neutral your engines are broken.<br><br>Like candle wax that sun melts into the ocean,<br>Like the moon that lights the tracks of the old train station,<br>You can color in the lines of mother earth´s addictions,<br>And not hold a gun in the face of the Earth´s abduction<br><br>Asleep at the wheel,<br>No windshield,<br>But you know that the streets<br>Here don´t change.
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