[GAME] Speak To Me Only in Song Lyrics

My grandpa, he’s 95
And he keeps on dancin’
He’s still alive

My grandma, she’s 92
She loves to dance
And sing some, too

I don’t know
But I’ve been told
If you keep on dancing
You’ll never grow old

Come on darling
Put a pretty dress on
We’re gonna go out tonight
And dance, dance, dance
Dance, dance, dance
Dance, dance, dance
All night long

Breathe deep the gathering gloom
Watch lights fade from every room
Bedsetter people look back and lament
Another day’s useless energy’s spent
Impassioned lovers wrestle as one
Lonely man cries for love and has none
New mother picks up and suckles her son
Senior citizens wish they were young
Cold-hearted orb that rules the night
Removes the colors from our sight
Red is grey and yellow white
But we decide which is right
And which is an illusion

My world is spinning around,
Everything is lost that I found.
People run, come ride with me,
Let’s find another place that’s free.

I wanna cruise the galaxy at FTL,
Pursuing Heaven and defying Hell,
I want to do everything that a man can do,
And I want to do it all out there with you.

Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide,
Nothing worth doing that I haven’t tried.
There ain’t no living on planet-side,
Come on with me, baby, on a rocket ride.

You don’t know what we can find.
Why don’t you come with me girl
On a magic carpet ride?

I was on a Paris train
I emerged in London rain
And you were waiting there
Swimming through apologies

I remember searching for the perfect words
I was hoping you might change your mind
I remember a soldier sleeping next to me
Riding on the Metro

Driving that train, high on cocaine,
Casey Jones you better watch your speed.
Trouble ahead, trouble behind,
And you know that notion just crossed my mind.

Casey Jones
Come all you rounders
If you want to hear
The story of a brave engineer
Casey Jones
Was the rounders name
On the big six wheeler
Boys he made his fame

Fame!
I’m gonna live forever
I’m gonna learn how to fly high
I feel it coming together
People will see me and cry
Fame!

Why do buzzards shriek away in fear
Every time you are near?
Just like me, they can’t stand to be
Close to you

Why do black holes open in the sky
Every time you walk by?
Just like me, they can’t stand to be
Close to you

When the buzzards come back to Hinckley, Ohio,
I’ll be waiting there for you.

All those who sheltered in their smile
Are scattered here from yesterday
And if the weak are left behind
They have to pay, and though you haven’t much to give
You know they take it - yours and mine
Sometimes it looks as though we lose
But then in time the finger points at them
The next in line

The vultures fly high
They circle over us all
The lonely sigh
I’ll take your hand if you fall

How did they find me here
What do they want from me
All of these vultures hiding
Right outside my door
I hear them whisperin
They’re tryin to ride it out
Cause they’ve never gone this long
Without a kill before

Who can it be knocking at my door?
Stay away–don’t come round here no more.

You went away and left long time ago
Now your knocking on my door
I hear you knocking
But you can’t come in
I hear you knocking
Go back where you been.

Knock three times on the ceiling if you want me
Twice on the pipe if the answer is no
Oh my sweetness
Means you’ll meet me in the hallway
Twice on the pipe means you ain’t gonna show

Well no one told me about her the way she lied
Well no one told me about her how many people cried
But it’s too late to say you’re sorry
How would I know why should I care
Please don’t bother tryin’ to find her
She’s not there.

Up in the morning look in the mirror
I’m worn as her tooth brush hanging in the stand
my face ain’t looking any younger
now I can see love’s taken her toll on me

She’s Gone

Think I’ll spend eternity in the city
let the carbon and monoxide choke my thoughts away
and pretty bodies help dissolve the memories
but they can never be what she was to me

She’s Gone

The Vanishing Girl-yes she’d give you a twirl,
But she vanishes from my world,
So burn my letters and you’d better leave just one pint a day,
The whole street’s talking about my white shirts looking so grey.

She’s leaving home,
Bye bye.