He had a stroke at the age of 24. It could have been a brilliant career. Painting lines in a school that was too well known. Painting lines with a friend that had gone before.
Is it wicked not to care when they say that you're mistaken. Thinking hopes and lots of dreams that aren't there?. Is it wicked not to care when you've wasted many hours.
I need someone to take some joy and something I do. You need a man who's either rich or losing a screw. You know I love you, here's the irony. You're going to walk away intact.
I love my car. I'll admit today, I've gone too far. To enamor myself of my little motor car. . I love my dog. I love my pussy cat, I love the rat. That lives under the floor and makes his bed from novelettes.
I know where the summer goes. When you're having no fun. When you're under the thumb. I know where the summer dwells. If your underarm smells. And your kitchen looks like hell.
I fought in a war and I left my friends behind me. To go looking for the enemy, and it wasn't very long. Before I would stand with another boy in front of me.