Can't sleep in the city, you're far away. Cigarettes keep you skinny and your mind off the rain. Oh, sometimes, sometimes, oh, sometimes, sometimes. .
Written by Danny Kirwan.. . Sometimes I get to thinking. About the times we used to have. But now you've gone away and left me-so alone. . (La di da, la di da da, la di da).
Large fingers pushing paint.... You're God and you got big hands.. Colors blend... the challenges you give, man.. . Seek my part, devote myself.. My small self like a book amongst the many on a shelf..
Someday I'm going to smack your face. Someday I'm going to smack your face. Somebody's going to call your bluff. Somebody's going to treat you rough. Sometimes there is only one way out.