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Hangin out with Lars on 6th street
He knew that I was in trouble
I was feeling much like the devil
There was something burnin deep inside of me
Ran into three Puerto Ricans
These girls took us to the funhouse
Where we played a lonely pinball machine

Hangin on the corner of 52nd and Broadway
Cars passin by but none of them seem to be goin my way
New York City, well I wish I was on a highway
Back to Olympia...

I m having a hard time understanding
It gets all too demanding
She s all gone and I m stranded
Something burning deep inside of me
All I know it s 4 o clock and
She ain t never showed up and
I watched a thousand people go home from work

Hangin on the corner of 52nd and Broadway
Cars passin by but none of them seem to be goin my way
New York City, well I wish I was on a highway
Back to Olympia...

How many times will it take me
Before I go crazy
Before I lose everything
Something burning deep inside of me
Ran into three Puerto Ricans
Those girls took us to the funhouse
I don t wanna be alone again.

Hangin on the corner of 52nd and Broadway
Cars passin by but none of them seem to be goin my way
New York City, well I wish I was on a highway
Back to Olympia...

Ok Annette
seit du ihn rausgeschmissen hast wohnt er bei mir
du hast bestimmt so deine Gründe dafür
ich respektier deine Entscheidung total
es wär mir auch im Grunde völlig egal
aber er ist n Freund von mir
und er will zurück zu dir

Nimm deinen Kerl zurück
Annette, bitte bitte - er spiel total verrückt
Annette, nimm ihn...

Ya son las 10 en mi reloj
y aún sigo aquí, rogando a Dios
que el corazón no se me parta en dos
si tú te vas.

Mi soledad quiere viajar dentro de ti.
Si no ha razón para llorar,
no quiero ver...

In a sluggish economy
inflation,recession
hits the land of the free
standing in unemployment lines
blame the government for hard time

We just get by
however we can
we all gotta duck
when the shit hits the fan

10 kids in a cadillac
stand in lines for welfare checks
let s all leach off the state
gee!the money s really great!

Soup lines
free...

He became the swarm, indeed a pitiful imitation
To the verge of a quiet glance, an oracle without eyes
Darkness... My precious companion, even thou cant see his face
Salvation turned to bleed despair, compassion fled...

Sadistic delight flowed, like Hell burned brighter
Existence...

Lie awake completely satisfied and let the sweat run through my hair
Well I haven t felt this way in quite sometime when I look over you re not there
Pain I won t let you slip away, No everybody must begin somewhere
Everyone here knows this is killing me, man it...