There's a song for every mood. I'm very moody so I post lyrics whenever I feel so inspired. I've added pictures to some. All the pictures are my own creations. I can't guarantee the accuracy of these lyrics.
If I say I don't need anyone I can say these things to you 'Cause I can turn on any one Just like I turned on you I've got a tongue like a razor A sweet switchblade knife And I can do you favors But then you'll do whatever I like
Here I am And you're a Rocket Queen I might be a little young But honey I ain't naive Here I am And you're a Rocket Queen oh yeah I might be too much But honey you're a bit obscene
I've seen everything imaginable Pass before these eyes I've had everything that's tangible Honey you'd be surprised I'm a sexual innuendo In this burned out paradise If you turn me on to anything You better turn me on tonight
Here I am And you're a Rocket Queen I might be a little young But honey I ain't naive Here I am And you're a Rocket Queen oh yeah I might be too much But honey you're a bit obscene
I see you standing Standing on your own It's such a lonely place for you For you to be If you need a shoulder Or if you need a friend I'll be here standing Until the bitter end No one needs the sorrow No one needs the pain I hate to see you Walking out there Out in the rain So don't chastise me Or think I, I mean you harm Of those that take you Leave you strung out Much too far Baby-yeah
Don't ever leave me Say you'll always be there All I ever wanted Was for you To know that I care
Do you have the time To listen to me whine About nothing and everything All at once I am one of those Melodramatic fools Neurotic to the bone No doubt about it
Sometimes I give myself the creeps Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me It all keeps adding up I think I'm cracking up Am I just paranoid? Or I'm just stoned
I went to a shrink To analyze my dreams She says it's lack of sex That's bringing me down I went to a whore Who said my life's a bore So quit my whining 'cause It's bringing her down
Sometimes I give myself the creeps Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me It all keeps adding up I think I'm cracking up Am I just paranoid? Uh, yuh, yuh, ya
Grasping to control So I better hold on
Sometimes I give myself the creeps Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me It all keeps adding up I think I'm cracking up Am I just paranoid? Or I'm just stoned