Here's another sunday morning call. You hear your head-a-bangin' on the door. Slip your shoes on and then out you crawl. Into a day that couldn't give you more.
What she said she said to me. take me high on a mountain side. she was dressed up in leopard skin. and her soul would never be denied. I met her down the disco in a beat up car.
One way out is all you're ever goin' to get. From those who hand them out don't never let it upset you. 'Cause they'll put words into your mouths. They're making it feel so ashamed.
When the sunshine beckons to ya. And your wings begin to unfold. The thoughts you bring and the songs you sing. Are gonna keep me from the cold. . And if the sword is hidden among ya.
I'd like to be somebody else and not know where I've been. I'd like to build myself a house out of plasticine. Ah, shake along with me. Ah, shake along with me.