Please be careful is never careful Till it hears the gun She will always pay the bills For the, having big fun He talks so well, what can you do? It'
There are those who own, the world around your own And say you want to swan one to one Hey kid they own the pond There are those who rest and those who
Antiques, every other sentiment, an antique As obsolete as warships in the Baltic I'm drivin' on a straight road it never alters And the radio serenades
I spend the days of my vanity I'm lost in heaven and I'm lost to earth Didn't give you minutes, not even moments All my life in a tower of foil Shaded
It's hard to act so simply, it's easy to make noise I worship the silence that sings like a bird I long for the moon as it looks from the earth But to
I've been asking what is new Like my streetwise buddy do Body talk seems big with him So it's conversations in the gym Ooh enchanted, ooh enchanted
Hallelujah There are all kinds of things, I could ask you if I chose But I don't, do I dear, good intentions don't survive here No, instead my requests
It's much more beguiling, than children at play The mind meets dilemma, with a heart in decay How they reconcile art with What was I going to say? I
Sitting alone when her work is through These days she's listless though that spring sky is blue Her parents try but it's not much use Her boyfriend left
I'm not looking to disturb you, just a little to unnerve you I have nothing about games and always looking back After the last unholy row I never, ever
Guess what? Summer's arrived I feel the world's on my side The Brooklyn Bridge stretches below me A billion souls, all dying to know me Well, here I
Hello Johnson, your mother once gave me a lift back from school That's no reason to get so excited I'd been playing football with the youngsters, Johnson
Jesse was a renegade, danced to his own drum Growin' wise could wait till tomorrow Took to a road signposted sorrow Jesse was a hooligan, jumped right
Jesse James is running and he'll never be at rest Till the day they fold his arms across his chest He's a long way from the cradle and his ma's authority
They didn't need a driver They walked a thousand miles He left her on the roadside He thumbed himself a ride He swore he'd never leave her, he meant
It's me again, your worthless friend or foe I somehow let that lovely creature down Horsing around, horsing around Some things we check and double check
They say the spirit moves in mysterious ways Sometimes the way it moves looks plain berserk But two things you should be slow to criticize A man's choice