Best of MIDI

Midnight grindin’ Heart rate’s climbin’ You go (You go), I go Cause we share (We share) pillows (Pillows) Chase me, leave me There’s still no separating Morning massages With new bones in your closet

In a white room with black curtains near the station Black roof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes Dawnlight smiles on you leaving, my contentment

I’ll wait in this place where the sun never shines Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves

Soon the dawn will arise For all the oppressed to arm A chariot of thunder shall be seen And bronze horns shall sound the alarm

requested by @sleepdopesmoker !!!

I just can’t stop loving you I just can’t stop loving you And if I stop Then tell me just what will I do Cause I just can’t stop loving you

One more day to complete my service One more high to decay my nervous Wondering how I’m gonna find a way It’s over

One more day to complete my service One more time here to fade my servant One more day if I find a way Over

She seemed to read minds And I know a later time We could make it with you Leave the soul

Every single day, yeah, I dig a grave Then I sit inside it, wondering if I’ll behave It’s a game I play, and I hate to say You’re the worst thing and the best thing that’s happened to me

I don’t know what to do, you don’t know what to say The scars on my mind are on replay, r-replay The monster inside you is torturing me The scars on my mind are on replay, r-replay, eh-eh

Replay, r-replay, eh-eh The scars on my mind are on replay, r-replay, eh-eh

Don’t fall away and leave me to myself Don’t fall away and leave love bleeding In my hands, in my hands again Leave love bleeding In my hands, in my hands Love lies bleeding

Until you’re back here baby Miss you, want you, need you so Until you’re back here baby, yeah There’s a feelin’ inside I want you to know You are the one and I can’t let you go

Yo no soy marinero Yo no soy marinero, soy capitán Soy capitán, soy capitán Bamba, bamba Bamba, bamba Bamba, bamba, bam

Para bailar La Bamba Para bailar La Bamba Se necesita una poca de gracia Una poca de gracia Pa’ mi, pa’ ti, y arriba, y arriba

Here I go again on my own Going down the only road I’ve ever known Like a drifter I was born to walk alone And I’ve made up my mind I ain’t wasting no more time

You who are rich and whose troubles are few May come around to see my point of view What price the crown of a King on his throne When you’re chained in the dark all alone

(Spare me my life only name your reward) Part of you dies each brick I lay (Bring back some light in the name of the Lord) You’ll feel your mind slipping away

Don’t play with me It just hurts me I’m bouncin’ off the walls No, no, no, I’m not your plastic doll (Your plastic doll)

I’ve got blonde hair and cherry lips I’m state of art, I’m microchipped Am I your type? Am I your type? (Ooh la la, oh la la, ooh, ooh, ooh la la)

Emerson, Lake & Palmer - Fanfare for the Common Man it’s entirely an instrumental.

Hey Ricky You always play your conga drums, you think you got the right You wake up little Ricky in the middle of the night Stop shakin’ your maraccas now and just turn out the light Ricky

I’m sick of Fred and Ethel always coming over here Cause Fred eats all our pretzel sticks and then he spills his beer Why don’t you serve your casserole and make them disappear Lucy

Sequenced by: Jason Copeland

Meet Virginia Well she wants to be the Queen Then she thinks about her scene Pulls her hair back as she screams “I don’t really wanna be the Queen”