three in the morning tossing anf turning its late, just cant rest, im waiting for the phone to ring.. will you call, ring my phone.. girl i hope you did not forget me..
Having been by that old bank tower,. I'm inclined to wonder why you feel so strong.. You can't have really seen the hour. If you think she's trying to do you wrong..
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This stupid production is making me think. That history's drawn in invisible ink. Too many graves and not enough houses. Not enough men and too many mouses.
Well you think there's a problem with your sink. But your baby been lookin' in the pink. I said your drain been clogged for quite a while. But there's something new in your baby's smile.
The ruthless turbaned bandit. Turns his back upon the cradle. As angry as you ever can recall. And even though it's raining. You're yet to join the flowers on the wall.
Look at yourselves, ye people. Fighting on like children. With crafts forgotten in your limbs. Why not turn your hands to them. . Look at yourselves, ye nations.
In an office high above us all. An executive received an important phone call. He said, "Yes sir, I'll do all that I can". Said, "Goodbye" and hung up with the Man.
Oh, it's you, I love the things you do. To make me blue. Oh, it's true, I love the things you do. To make me blue. . To make me blue. Oh, to make me blue.
Zephyr through the awning shadow. Star-like glimpse upon the weeping leaves. Rest yourself my weeping widow. With the your news of grave defeat. With the shafts of each fraction.
Lights on the bridges and a smokestack far away. Smoke turns to indigo in the ending business day. The taxicabs' assault on the potholed asphalt. They parry and lunge 'neath the thin winter sun who's.
What you don't got, I can't give to you. You got calamities to go live through. Just when the nickels come a jingling down. You've got to use them all to get out of town.
Far and away where the waves unwind. And the toothy rock crashes. Wet ankled women with splashed salty hems. Clear their throats and bat eyelashes. . They're the sirens and their silver breath.
[Spoken:]. Not in this lifetime,. Or even, even in the next. I could go a million places,. Meet a million girls. But none... none would compare to you (none).
There she goes, on down the beach. Just like the moon, she's out of reach. Losing my mind, already lost my girl. Blew the top right off my pretty world.
Take the lowest common denominator,. The tiniest grain of sand.. Like the first digit of our fingers. Points back to the whole hand.. . Follow the spear flight.
Your heart is a refrigerator car. It's cold and it never waits. Frozen breath and frostbite. Stacked, unopen crates. . You never loved your frozen freight.
Well I'm holding up a piece of glass to the sun. Well I might fool around but sometimes I get things done. All of you bureaucrats, yeah you never have any fun.
All the roots in the earth. Are speaking to a heart of stone.. The children can hear it in their bones,. And in this stone is. More than meets the mind..
Here she comes. . Words cannot describe what just befilled my eyes. I never saw a vision so beautified. I almost turned away to take the bad bouquet. And to a country raised her fingertips and tear filled eyes.