Oh Virginia Lyrics
How many roses have faded and died Virginia How many tears since I've walked by your side Virginia Too many moonlights have come and gone Too many sunups and too many sundowns Too many teardrops and too many roses have died
Got a letter through the post that says I don't exist.
Apparently the new computer thinks I won't be missed.
We need more facts, perhaps you would find out and forward them.
There's no proof or trace or date or place or where or when.
Central Information's got no news today (today).
Is there a change in my position?
No decision, no decision.

All I ever get is a definite maybe.

Head office thinks I'm dead,
But I'm not even ill.
How do I

Confession Lyrics
Listen up This is confession This machine motion is sure to break my heart Listen up This is confession Recorded music sticks in the throat of God. I O U, you don't own me I O U, you don't own me Party tim

get attention,
Tell me who I have to kill.
Is there a change in my condition?
Not today.
The answer comes with repetition,
No decision, no decision.

'Round and 'round the circle goes,
Stood in line but the counter was closed.
And when I ask who is responsible,
Nobody knows, "Try one of those."

All I want is a yes or a no,
(All he wants is a yes or a no).
But all I ever get is a definite maybe.
Tried to make my life

Slip Away Lyrics
I had a girl Yeah.. "had" is the word I tried to hold on But it was pretty absurd She said she loved me And I said I loved her too But we weren't having any fun So what could I do I let her slip awa

a misery,
But they don't want to know,
They don't want to know,
They don't want to know.

And all I ever get is a definite maybe.
No decision, no decision.

Surely there must be a way to open all the doors,
And wade through all the petty bureaucratic little laws.
Frustration everywhere I turn, I just get more and more.
Everyone's got problems and they've heard all mine before.

Oh, I'm tired of making endless calls.
(Somebody help t

The Blade (Blindfold) Lyrics
"I don't think that..." "Any means necessary for survival" "Stick 'em up motherfucker..." "I don't think that..." "I don't think that the real violence has even started yet" &qu

his poor man.)
Banging my head against the wall.
I walk along an endless corridor,
Then I knock on the door, then I realize
That I've been there before.
No one here can hear my case.
So all I ever get is a definite maybe.
When they say, "no news today, get back in the queue,"
What can I do? What can I do? What can I do?
No decision, no decision.
No decision.
All I ever get (no decision) is a definite maybe (no decision).