You're always in a state of shock Looking up to a clock Waiting for bad luck Patience for your thunderstruck For that, they called you a moonstruck
The clock starts ticking, and people keep clicking, Mining for a nitpicking Till you start panicking
What would you do if they start picking?
I know you very well From that single ring of the doorbell It would be a shame if you said farewell Cause you don't figure to show and tell
Fear not, you should not be in-shock Once the clock starts ticking, it will be all good luck You are meant to be a rainbow, not a moon-struck A hidden gemstone with a sun-struck Patience for your thunder-struck
Time will tell, that you have served them well Now this is a story for your glory Next to a foundation that will exceed their expectations The shot that you will never throw like a cloth. Till the streets are now excitin', especially when you're fightin' Don't get so sorrow, for there will be another tomorrow.
All is well to say, the road is rough But I know you're tough. You're not glass but you're holding a glass Till you rule a class, to ignore those sass Till you hold your mass To a voyage till you forget the dark past.
Life could be beautiful as Veronica said Three colors did change you Till you became blue But you never failed to escape from being suppressed to the blue
As your companion at night I am amazed by your might Of singing every octave in the night You always have the choice to never leave your voice. Now as I end these words with "A music of the night", should be the title of this voice.
If you should see me again, What should I do? If we should talk again, What would we say? If I were to touch you again, What would you do? I'd I were to hold you again, What would you do? If I should see you again, What would you do?
The smell of hot dog and gas Invades my nose like tiny trespassers Scavenging pigeons peck and flap Their wings at the sight of feet Visitors with a pastry and map At hand take in the chaos Musicals like Follies and Cats Perform on dazzling Broadway There's no rest, no quick-nap In this quick-paced place You either sleep or move fast
In the biggest city in the world, Known as New York, New York.
Okay so I was listening to Beetlejuice, and he sings 'Jesus pass the Dremamime' And I knew it was a drug, but I didn't know the effects. Turns out it causes halluciations. Well, that's the main thing, there are a lot of side effects. And to be honest, hallucinating explains a lot about Beetlejuice, and the whole musical.