In the day we sweat it out in the streets
of a runaway American dream
At night we ride through mansions of glory insuicide machines
Sprung from cages out on Highway 9
Chrome wheeled, fuel injected
And steppin' out over the line
Baby this town rips the bones from your back
It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap
We gotta get out while we're young
'Cause tram
Chamber Of Ages lyrics

Deep within the death chamberOf rancid infectious decayTorrid bodies sent through agesOf roten deteriorating lifeChorus:Ash To Ash...Dust to dustLife after death
ps like us, baby we were born to runWendy let me in I wanna be your friend
I want to guard your dreams and visions
Just wrap your legs 'round these velvet rims
And strap your hands across my engines
Together we could break this trap
We'll run till we drop, baby we'll never go back
Will you walk with me out on the wire
'Cause baby I'm just a scared and lonely rider
But I gotta know how i
I'm So Beautiful lyrics

Out
out tonight
feel like going out in the night

I'm gonna walk the street
walk the street

I wanna feel the heat
feel the heat.
There ain't nobody better than m
t feels
I want to know if your love is wild
Girl I want to know if love is real


Beyond the Palace hemi-powered dronesscream down the boulevard
The girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors
And the boys try to look so hard
The amusement park rises bold and stark
Kids are huddled on the beach in a mist
I wanna die with you Wendy on the streets tonight
In an everlasting kiss
The highway'
Afraid Of Being Wrong lyrics

Don't speak unless spoken toand then you don't say muchyou think you're so self-righteousbut your mind is out of touchYou're afraid you're afraid of being wrongalway
s jammed with broken heroes
On a last chance power drive
Everybody's out on the run tonight
But there's no place left to hide
Together Wendy we can live with the sadness
I'll love you with all the madness in my soul
Someday girl I don't know when
We're gonna get to that place
Where we really want to go
And we'll walk in the sun
But till then tramps like us
Baby we were born to run