Ten hundred books could I Write you about her 'Cause I felt if I could know her I would know all women And they've not been any too well known For brains
Wednesday morning at five o'clock As the day begins Silently closing her bedroom door Leaving the note that she hoped would say more She goes downstairs
Someday, some morning, sometime, sometime I'd like to hold your hand in mine Someday, some morning, sometime I'd like to tell you you're pretty and fine
What is that sound? Where is it coming from? All around What are you running from? Something you don't understand Something you cannot command That'
Thinking back now I suppose you were just stating your views What was it all for For the weather or the Battle of Agincourt And the times that we all
I'd like to rest my heavy head tonight On a bed of California stars I'd like to lay my weary bones tonight On a bed of California stars I'd love to feel
Everybody likes you, babe, but me I guess that proves how stupid I can be Your father thinks it's swell Your mum hears wedding bells Our friends all
Another day dawns gray It's enough to make me spit But we go on our way Just putting up with it And when I try to make my Feelings known to you You sound
She said, "Do these seats fold down?" and I said, "If you pull that handle" All the time she'd been waiting for something with a little more And all her
He's got the bonhomie of a game show host And his handshake is so limp, it's like meeting a ghost His apologies are tired 'cause he uses them a lot His
You beat up a butcher and you bleed a man You bang up and badger and blood let a man Then I come along on the feet of man And half way laugh and cry '
I ought to leave enough hot water For your morning bath, but I'd not thought I hate to hear you talk that way But I can't bring myself to say I'm sorry
Eisler on the go Eisler on the move Brother is on the vinegar truck And I don't know what I'll do Don't know what I'll do I don't know what I'll do Eisler
Shirley, It's quite exciting to be sleeping here in this new room Shirley, You're my reason to get out of bed before noon Shirley, You know when we sat
Let's have Christ our President Let us have him for our king Cast your vote for the Carpenter That they call the Nazarene The only way We could ever
Well, the fields belong to the farmers And the forests belong to the king These days our pleasures are all behind fences We have to pay for everything
Do you know what love is? Love is when you willingly Place someone else's priorities Above your own Do you know what lust is? Lust is when you actively
Sing our songs of freedom And we sing our songs of peace We sing about sweet harmony For to make the fighting cease Let's sing one song for the folks
