I have dined with kings, I've been offered wings, And I've never been too impressed.
Something there is about you that brings back a long forgotten truth
Today on the countryside it was a-hotter than a crotch
Why does he look so righteous while your face is so changed
Every time you leave and go off someplace,;
Things fall to pieces in my face
And I, I don't mind the pain;
Don't mind the driving rain;
I know I will sustain;
'Cause I believe in you.
Behind every beautiful thing there's been some kind of pain
I need a steam shovel mama to keep away the dead
Now, a very great man once said;
That some people rob you with a fountain pen.;
It didn't take too long to find out;
Just what he was talkin' about.
I got troubles, I think maybe you got troubles,;
I think maybe we'd better leave each other alone.
It's too bright a light, he said, "For anybody's eyes,;
If you've never seen one it's a blessing in disguise."
Ring them bells, for the time that flies,;
For the child that cries;
When innocence dies.
I must admit I felt a little uneasy;
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe
I stood alone upon the ridge and all I did was watch.
You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
Soon as a man is born, you know the sparks begin to fly, He gets wise in his own eyes and he's made to believe a lie.
Time is all I have to give
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin',;
But I'll know my song well before I start singin'
I'm going back to New York City;
I do believe I've had enough
How long can I stay in this nowhere café
I'll remember you;
When the wind blows through the piney wood.
People disagreeing on all just about everything, yeah,;
Makes you stop and all wonder why.
I see, I see lovers in the meadow;
I see, I see silhouettes in the window;
I watch them 'til they're gone and they leave me hanging on ;
To a shadow
Go 'way from my window,;
Leave at your own chosen speed.
The sky is trembling, And I must leave.
your pleasure knows no limits
What kind of sign they need when it all come from within
I'm in love with the Ugliest Girl in the World
Praise be to Nero's Neptune;
The Titanic sails at dawn;
And everybody's shouting;
Which Side Are You On?
