I'd like to tell you a story
come sit with me here by the sea
I cant promise it wont be a long one
but I need you here to listen to me
I cant make sense of all that I'm feeling
& I dont expect you to understand
but when you're feeling like nothing else matters...
You're asking me all the wrong questions
its true that you dont understand
But I can't help the way that I'm thinking
and I know that you're mad but dont cry if you can
Don't think that I'm being an outcast
or just another teenage whore
Cos if I knew of some other way out there
I wouldn't be with you now up here up high up on
Some people say there is but one way out
I disagree can't you hear me shout
I'm sick of the looks and I'm sick of the stares
I'm sick of the ones that glance into the air
I'm sick of those tight-fisted wannabe fucks
How can you love when you're sick of yourself?
I'm sick of the looks that I'm getting
Cos I'm the only one with enough balls to be brave
I'm sicker than sick of just feeling this way
thinking that there must be something that's better that's out there
What is out there???
Nothing is out there...
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I'd lI never thought about it before
Just close your eyes and ignore
The dark that troubles you most
Don't let it be here

And if you see it again
Hold your breath and pretend
That you're already dead
You'll never be alone

I will always hold your hand, I'll never let you fall
'Cause nothing, nothing else matters at all
If you're scared, just think of me, 'cause you know I'd never let you be
Anywhere but with me

Forget the story you heard
Why are you worried about the dirt?
I don't think that you'll mind
When it's your time

'Cause I will be there with you
And we'll figure out what to do
So that you don't get bored
You'll never be alone

I will always hold your hand, I'll never let you fall
'Cause nothing, nothing else matters at all
If you're scared, just think of me, 'cause you know I'd never let you be
Anywhere but with me

So try to sleep with a smile
Promise I'll wait a while
To make sure that you moved on
You won't be lost

I will always hold your hand, I'll never let you fall
'Cause nothing, nothing else matters at all
If you're scared, jus

Today's the Fourth of July
Another June has gone by
And when they light up our town I just think
What a waste of gun powder and sky

I'm certain I am alone
In harboring thoughts of our home
It's one of my faults that I can't quell my past
I ought to have gotten it gone
Ought to have gotten it...

Oh baby, I wonder if when you are older
Someday
You'll wake up and say "My God I should've told her
What would it take
But now here I am and the world's gotten colder
And she's got the river down which I sold her"

So that's today's memory lane
With all of the pathos and pain
Another chapter in a book
Where the chapters are endless and they're always the same
A verse, then a verse and refrain

Oh baby, I wonder if when you are older
Someday
You'll wake up and say "My God I should've told her
What would it take
But now here I am and the world's gotten colder
And she's got the river down which I sold her
She's got the river down which I sold her"These chains of sorrow, they are heavy, it is true
And these locks cannot be broken,
no, not with one thousand keys
O Jailer, you drag a ball-n-chain you cannot see
You can lay your burden on me
You can lay your burden down on me
You can lay your burden down upon me
But you cannot lay down your memory


Woooo wooo wooo
Woooo wooo wooo
Here I go!
Knockin on Joe!
This square foot of sky will be mine til I die
Knocking on Joe
Woooo wooo wooo
All down the row
Knockin on Joe


O Warden I surrender to you
Your fists can't hurt me anymore
You know, these hands will never mop
your dirty Death Row floors
O Preacher, come closer, you don't scare me anymore
Just tell Nancy not to come here
Just tell her not to come here anymore
Tell Nancy not to come
And let me die in the memory of those arms


O woo woo woo
Woo woo woo
All down the row
Knockin on Joe
O you kings of halls and ends of halls
You will die within these walls
And I'll go, down the row
Knockin on Joe


O Nancy's body is a coffin,
she wears my tombstone at her head
O Nancy's body is a coffin,
she wea