I've got a pocket full of pretty green -. I'm gonna put it in the fruit machine -. I'm gonna put it in the juke box -. It's gonna play all the records in the hit parade -.
I've got a pocket full of pretty green. I'm gonna put it in the fruit machine. I'm gonna put it in the juke box. It's gonna play all the records in the hit parade.
Bobby's off on holiday. Away across the sea. Setting up his easel. A new scene to see. Says that he's had enough. Of standing in the rain. Now he's looking for the good life.
Take her by the sun bath. I do it all and I see it clear. All day I am lonely. Pretty about my . cloud. Baby come home. Down by the . tell me know. Come on hanging on this waterfall.
(Shoop... Shoop). And when he wakes up in the morning. It takes him time to adjust. So sick and tired of the money. (Shoop, he's at that dangerous age).
The sound of thunder on the ocean when the darken rise. Sunlight are too nice, the sun and kisses on the far off shore. . Starlite are too nice, such faces in such a place to be.
Kling, king, kiLling all the bells to kill. Cry, cry, cry, cry the.... These empty days of tears... do not speak. Bang, bang, bang shot the passers by.
Take off my nothing inside. take off my nothing inside. green green green green. temple .green, your simple guide. bubble back in young beat. glad .their rights.
She's like a dragonfly with no fire. laughing us with no intent to bound. She's like a horse with no rider. all the space without the chase search within.
Oh my love ones look long into the night. your dad is gone with all for a while. int hat darkness of that way sky. know my heart is always with you. and is really long to cry.
There's a vacuum in the backward. Over .off the dark. There's a triumph in the buyout. Over . here with .. . Chorus:. It's only in the gaps with fire.