Downstairs they're playing Kenton. The house set to swing. I lay in my bed. And listen to everything. Cause Leo's in rare form tonight. His trombone sings so sweet.
Pouring in and around the great wellspring. Of simple feeling. And I need bearings in the face of your. Cool, cool fire. . Walking backwards with the pounding of your voice.
She was born in November 1963 the day Aldous Huxley died. And her mama believed that every man could be free. So her mama got high, high, high and her Daddy marched on Birmingham.
It's obvious the trouble we're in. When your father pulls up in a Mercedes-Benz. He says he just happened to be in the neighborhood. But before he leaves he slips the landlord the rent.
Everyone is talking about me. How my heart is broken. But they don't see. . When you're lonely inside. The world looks so carefree. When you're lonely inside.
Something's happenin'. everything's different,. but everything is fine, yeahhh. . This is the good stuff,. and yesterday is only what you leave behind.
Old James Dean Monroe,. Hands out flowers at the Shop-N-Go,. Hopes for money but all he gets is fear.. And the wind blows up his coat,. And this he scribbles on a perfume note,.