Little girl, it's a great big world. But there's only one of me. You can't touch 'cause I cost too much but. . Tonight, I'm gonna rock you. Tonight, I'm gonna rock you.
Bolder than the pirates who used to rule the sea. Braver than the natives who never heard of tea. They never knew what hit them, said the Spaniards later on.
There's a pulse in the new-born sun. A beat in the heat of noon. There's a song as the day grows long. And a tempo in the tides of the moon. . It's all around us and it's everywhere.
In ancient times hundreds of years before the dawn of history. Lived an ancient race of people, the druids. No one knows who they were, or what they were doing.
Springtime is on my mind. Flower bloomin', all the time. Smell the roses, smell the grass. Old man winter can kiss my ass. . Don't you think that it's a pity?.
Workin' on a sex farm. Tryin' to raise some hard love. Gettin' out my pitch fork. Pokin' your hay. . Scratchin' in your hen house. Sniffin' at your feedbag.
When there was darkness and the void was king. And ruled the elements. When there was silence and the hush was almost deafening. Out of the emptiness.
Here she comes, that rainy day sun. Peeking in and out the falling raindrops. Smiling down on everyone. . In her golden, gossamer gown. And a necklace of the finest rainbows.
Here she comes, that Rainy Day Sun,. Peeking in and out the falling raindrops;. Smiling down on everyone.. In her golden, gossamer gown,. And a necklace of the finest rainbows;.
When the game has just been lost. When the race has all been run. When the storm has left your ship well tossed. Ignore the coast. Get your stars uncrossed.
When the game has just been lost.. When the race has all been run.. When the storm has left your ship well-tossed.... Ignore the coast.. Get your stars uncrossed..
No light fantastic ever crosses my mind. That meditation stuff can make you go blind. Just crank that volume to the point of pain. Why waste good music on a brain.
Stop wasting my time. You know what I want. You know what I need. Or maybe you don't. . Do I have to come right. Flat out and tell you everything?. . Gimme some money.
Can't go back. To London. Can't go back. To Swindon. Can't go back. To Waterloo. . Can't go back. To Debra. Can't go back. To Sheila. Can't go back. To girls like you.
Cups and cakes cups and cakes. Oh what good things mother makes. You've got to take tea won't you take it with me. What a gay time it will be. . Cups and cakes cups and cakes.
I ride cross the desert on my camel. Over hills of sand. What's that, I see in the distance?. Only hills of sand. . There is no oasis in sight. I'll have to ride through the night.
Well, you got the eyes and you got the lips. With your long blond hair and your wild young hips. You look like a million, including tips. . Well, I'm a busy man, baby, can't you see?.
We are the children who grew too fast. We are the dust of a future past. We raise our voices in the night crying to heaven. . And will our voices be heard or will they break like the wind?.
You been bad, don't do what I say. You don't listen, you never obey. I try to teach you, but you just won't be good. . You won't behave the way a big girl should.
The bigger the cushion, the sweeter the pushin. That's what I said. The looser the waistband, the deeper the quicksand. Or so I have read. . My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo.