I count the cases piled up high For the 1:15. For platform and for passerby It's the same routine. I'm ranting while I'm raving, There's nothing here
"Here's the car you will be driving. Radio works. Take the 10 out. On arriving, detour other road. Where every sign's a carved design. stick feather
Oh man, look what the cat drug in It's got the dress, tho the color's gone that I gave my one true love on Oh man, look what the wind blew home Never
Never been to Mexico It's only half a mile or so the mission on the bluff, below Don't get out much Crow tastes like chicken meat And I've heard cats
I'm on automatic And you gotta flip the switch Baby there's a box in the attic But I couldn't tell you which was which It's all become a running joke
Hold my head up Turn around Mary Lynn Hold my head up Turn around Mary Lynn And if you'd only stay the night You?d see it's not so black and white And
That's the way it goes you're going to have to see it through eventually listen, I propose that everybody show some sort of sympathy 'cause all the highs
Baby, calm down Baby, come back down to the ground Let me hold you Let me hold this moment a spell I can tell That there's really not a lot of options
I feel like I'm coming down with it All of the symptoms fit and I backslide An eye on the clock, I don't talk much When I'm running on the inside When
The fire that this town can see Is me alight in effigy I suppose baby don't want me around She threw my stuff into a pit And laughed aloud as I dove after
First she's going to relocate it to the southland stake her claim in Silverlake what she's showing off will be on your account there's little doubt she
I'm sending out a call to arms from the cities to the farms to the sounding of alarms with all the bells and whistles took my prize, hung my plaque pat
Let's say that was then here we go again All our friends are filling the room, it's like a play And the words that I'll say are not for you They're for
You don't have to pay for any more Of what I'm selling door to door! I will demonstrate for free... But each opportunity... Always ends in an apology...
I loved a girl once beyond compare She saw inside me and gave me air She was assisting my surgery My heart was opened as she put a mask on me I'm breathing
We took the crowd, you were drunk and I was loud We pulled a fast one zigzagging around Made our way to a table straight away And if you?re able Baby
Rats in my jacket I'm so impressed I am now seen unclean Wash me up mama and give me a suit of gabardine I had a suit, by the look on my face, maybe it
Picture this, a small black box To open it, unlock the locks As I dissect in retrospect this scene You turned it on like a machine A mechanizing go-between