The Happy Elf

Seven days a week. Ev'ry week of the month. And ev'ry month of the year. He's got us making presents. And I'm happy. . Ev'ry girl and boy. Gets their own kind of toy.

The Gypsy

In a quaint caravan. There's a lady they call The Gypsy. She can look in the future. And drive away all your fears. . Everything will go right. If you only believe The Gypsy.

The Christmas Waltz

Frosted windowpanes, candles gleaming inside. Painted candy canes on the tree. Santa's on his way, he's filled his sleigh with things. Things for you and for me.

The Blessed Dawn Of Christmas Day

The blessed dawn of christmas day. As honestly as children pray. The warmth that melts the eve away. The holiness of alpenglow. . I rose to join the glorious morn.

That Party

Went to a little get-together. With some old friends. Not much has changed. Since the last time I saw them. . There's a chicken in uniform. Wooden leg and a matchstick arm.

Take Her To The Mardi Gras

Hart Corey. Young Man Running. Don't Take Me To The Racetrack. Oh yea. Oh yea. Oh no, no. Your mother told me that you. Don't live at home no more. Your mother told me that she don't like.

The More I See You

Each time I look at you is like the first time. Each time you're near me the thrill is new. And there is nothing that I wouldn't do for. The rare delight of the sight of you for.

Too Many Tears

Too many tears, each night I go to bed. I lie awake and shed too many tears. Your memory is bringing me too many tears. . Too many years I wasted loving you.

The Third Man Theme

When a zither starts to play. You'll remember yesterday. In its haunting strain. Vienna lives again. . Free and bright and gay. In your mind a sudden gleam.

Turning Into Blue

Moments gone, then on and into the sea,. All of this is more than just you and me.. What I try to hold just slips from my hand.. What I think I know, I don't understand..

That's How We Roll

The Vulture

Standing in the ruins. Of another Black man's life,. or flying through the valley. They're separating day and night.. "I am death," cried the Vulture..

The Subject Was Faggots

The Subject Was Faggots. and the quote was "ain't nothin' happenin' but faggots and dope". Faggots and dope, faggots and faggots and faggots who line dot dot dot dot.

The Revolution Will Not Be Televised

You will not be able to stay home, brother. You will not be able to plug in, turn on and cop out. You will not be able to lose yourself on skag. And skip out for beer during commercials.

The Prisoner

Here I am after so many years. Hounded by hatred and trapped by fear. I'm in a box, I've got no place to go. If I follow my mind, I know I'll slaughter my own.

The Needle's Eye

A circle spinning faster. And getting larger all the time. A whirlpool spelled disaster. For all the people who don't rhyme. . Him who don't fit through the needle's eye.

The Crutch

His eyes half-closed revealed his world of nod(?).. a world of lonely men and no love.. no god.. his life of seeming nonchalance can't hide. the pain and fear that in his mind reside..

The Half Of It Dearie, Blues

Tu Con El

Seguro mujer que hoy eres feliz. que nada de ayer hoy te hace llorar. . Tú con él,. el tiempo corre, yo te espero. pero tu con el. . Ya no recuerdas mis locuras ni el amor aquel.

Tranquilo

Oye, tranquilo, sigue tu camino, okay. . Esa mujer es doblemente ma. Lleva mis huellas grabadas en su piel. No intente enamorarla, pierdes tiempo. Pues nuestro amor es grande como el cielo.