Telephone call for Mr. Bones Dear Mr. Bones, we've had enough You can try, to pull us down With your pinstripe weasel stuff But word travels in this
Destroyed by MTV I hate to bite the hand that feeds me So much information The pressure's on the screen To sell you things that you don't need It's too
Here we stand In the shadow of the master plan Makin' trouble wherever we can Stir it up, stir it up, stir it up Can't you see This boy is going cheap
Just come softly to me In the shelter of my heart I watch you from my window Working this vicious road You shudder when the wind blows Girl you're looking
Shotgun Get it together Thing is jumpin' I wanna see your Bullets pumpin' Shotgun Itchy finger On the trigger Got to make the Shooter bigger Shotgun
Breath after breath Ama! danca Every day I wake up in this room And I don't know Where I come from Where I'm going to Then I hear the voice Senhora
Here she comes Better watch your step She's going to break your heart in two, it's true It's not hard to realize Just look into those false colored eyes
The moment I wake up Before I put on my makeup I say a little pray for you While combing my hair now, And wondering what dress to wear now, I say a little
There once was an Indian brave by the name of yellow hand He fell in love with a maiden know as white sands They vowed their love would last forever more
OCHESTRA and CHORUS: Let's not waste a moment, Let's not lose a day; (There's no reason in the world, No reason in the world) There's a short forever
Hello You're humming tomorrow's never songs But you're singing the only words you know Would you cry, if I lied, on the dam I chose, yeah You're ringing
Ten years out of high school, still no idea what to do You took him home from a nightclub, he took a nightclub to you Now I watch from the window, too
Open life beneath, her glory stains the hearse Procession watch the rain mourns the opposite birth For the wind hopes to die far away from home Same
(NILSEN/DON) Oh where have you been I've been missing you I've really been missing you How am I gonna prove This ain't no lie This is all for real This
Lately last night, I was asked to a wedding, The wedding of one who proved unkind, For all that day as she thought of her bridegroom, Thoughts of another
Oh Maria, I'm so sorry I wrecked your wedding You've just gotta believe me But just the thought of you takin' your clothes off for that jerk Oh, it got
Bill, I love you so, I always will I look at you and I see the passion, eyes of May (Eyes of May) Oh, but am I ever gonna see my wedding day? (Wedding
(Marius and Cosette lead a wedding procession) CHORUS Ring out the bells Upon this day of days! May all the angels Of the Lord above In jubilation