I don't want to be a memory Just a shadow in your mind Wanna be the one you always need Not the one you left behind I don't want to be a notch in your handle Another love casualty So lay back down and let's talk it over 'Cause I don't want to be a memory Don't you remember how it used to be When we were so in love We spent the nights in a two-room flat Drinking wine from a coffee cup Making love was so very easy We couldn't get enough I never dreamed there would come a time When you'd think about giving me up I don't want to be a memory Just a shadow in your mind I wanna be the one you always need Not the one you left behind I don't want to be a notch in your handle Another love casualty So lay back down and let's talk it over 'Cause I don't want to be a memory I know you've had other lovers But that's all history I got to know that you'll let me be the last one To share your company I don't want to be a memory Just a shadow in your mind I wanna be the one you always need Not the one you left behind I don't want to be a notch in your handle Another love casualty So lay back down and let's talk it over 'Cause I don't want to be I don't want to be a memory Just a shadow in your mind I wanna be the one you always need Not the one you left behind I don't want to be a memory

[John Lennon cover] Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die Well i don't wanna be a sailor mamma, i don't wanna fly Well i don't wanna be a failure mamma, i don't wanna cry Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no Well i don't wanna be a rich man mamma, i don't wanna cry Well i don't wanna be a poor man mamma, i don't wanna fly Well i don't wanna be a lawyer mamma, i don't wanna lie Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no Well i don't wanna be a beggar mamma, i don't wanna die Well i don't wanna be a theif now mamma, i don't wanna fly Well i don't wanna be a churchman mamma, i don't wanna cry Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no Hit it! Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die Well i don't wanna be a sailor mamma, i don't wanna fly Well i don't wanna be a failure mamma, i don't wanna cry Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no I'm tilting on the break of shit Decisions making in my life Makes me loose it i ain't taking it this way i ain't making it There n mistakes but if i'm wrong i will pay for it Like them bills i hate to pay Today i stay brave to win every day i'm a soldier I don't wanna die. I ain't know killer either So why does mama cry? She needs to feed her child But she's a child in her father's eyes Ya'll better recognize The power parents recking with Does it make sense to make way for censorship? It's brains we messing with Across the planes we got kids n chains and whips Who live their lives censor less but we couldn't give a shit. I don't wanna lie Cheaters will cheat Some will rather reach jesus Before meeting defeat I think it's easy to see i you be seeing these streets Sometimes my eyes Can't believe what they see, On tv, young like me sent over seas Sent over greed i believe Is this what we need? Yo these guys like me. To add fire to the fuel Life twisted my views Just from flicking the news I gives me the early 21st century blues But we making it threw Make what you make it You can't redo what you do I'm the living proof making it threw the 21st century blues Peace.

Reap the wild wind Reap the wild wind Reap the wild wind A finger points to show a scene (Take my hand, take my hand) Another face where mine had been (Take my hand, take my hand) Another footstep where I once walked (Take my hand) Take it all You take my hand and give me your friendship I'll take my time and sell you my slow reply Give me an inch and I'll make the best of it Take all you want and leave all the rest to die Reap the wild wind A footprint haunts an empty floor (Take my hand, take my hand) A fading coat that I once wore (Take my hand, take my hand) Oh, a desolation where I once lived I have seen in times gone by I have felt A different shadow on the wall A stranglehold on a certain feeling You take my hand and give me your friendship I'll take my time and sell you my slow reply Give me an inch and I'll make the best of it Take all you want and leave all the rest to die Reap the wild wind Reap the wild wind You take my hand and give me your friendship I'll take my time and sell you my slow reply Give me an inch and I'll make the best of it Take all you want and leave all the rest to die Reap the wild wind

We walked in the cold air Freezing breath on a window pane, lying and waiting A man in the dark in a picture frame so mystic and soulful A voice reaching out in a piercing cry, it stays with you until The feeling has gone, only you and I, it means nothing to me This means nothing to me Oh, Vienna The music is weaving Haunting notes, pizzicato strings, the rhythm is calling Alone in the night as the daylight brings a cool empty silence The warmth of your hand and a cold grey sky, it fades to the distance The image has gone, only you and I, it means nothing to me This means nothing to me Oh, Vienna This means nothing to me This means nothing to me Oh, Vienna

Sleepwalk Sleepwalk Sleepwalk Rolling and falling I'm choking and calling Name after name after name Sleepwalk Sleepwalk Sleepwalk Naked and bleeding The streetlights stray by me Hurting my eyes with their glare Sleepwalk Sleepwalk Sleepwalk Helplessly breaking Exchanging my faces Destined, we had to collide Sleepwalk! Taut on the outside I'm crumpling and crawling Watching the day drag away Spiraling deeper I can't feel my fingers Grip round my throat as I dream Dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream Sleepwalk Sleepwalk Sleepwalk Sleepwalk Sleepwalk Sleepwalk Sleepwalk Sleepwalk Sleepwalk Sleepwalk Sleepwalk

My sex Waits for me Like a mongrel waits Downwind on a tight rope leash My sex Is a fragile acrobat Sometimes I'm a novocaine shot Sometimes I'm an Automat My sex Is often solo Sometimes it short circuits then Sometimes it's a golden glow My sex Is invested in Suburban photographs Skyscraper shadows on a car crash overpass My sex Is savage, tender It wears no future faces Owns just random gender My sex Has a wanting wardrobe I still explore Of all the bodies I knew And those I want to know My sex Is a spark of electro-flesh Leased from the tick of time And geared for synchromesh My sex Is an image lost in faded films A neon outline on a high-rise overspill My sex My sex

Hello, hello, hello Welcome to this world you made Hello, hello, hello It's raining through your sad parade If you always do What you've always done Then nothing good will ever come If you always get What you've always got You'll find that loves what you forgot Hello, hello, hello Welcome to this world you made Hello, hello, hello It's raining through your sad parade Free to bite your bitter pill Sorry now, at least until Someone is but never will Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello There's no one to blame 'Cos this was your goal You gave your life, your heart, your soul Wrapped in deceit Loving the lie To find that life has left you dry Hello, hello, hello Welcome to this world you made Hello, hello, hello It's raining through your sad parade Free to bite your bitter pill Sorry now, at least until Someone is but never will Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello Hello, hello, hello Welcome to this world you made Hello, hello, hello It's raining through your sad parade Free to bite your bitter pill Sorry now, at least until Someone is but never will Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello

Somehow we drifted off too far Communicate like distant stars Splintered voices down the phone The sunlit dust, the smell of roses drifts, oh no Someone waits behind the door Hiroshima Mon Amour Riding inter-city trains Dressed in European gray Riding out to echo beach A million memories in the trees and sands, oh no How can I ever let them go? Hiroshima Mon Amour Meet beneath the autumn lake Where only echoes penetrate Walk through Polaroids of the past Future's fused like shattered glass, the sun's so low Turns our silhouettes to gold Hiroshima Mon Amour