DRAFT DODGER RAG. (Phil Ochs). I'm just a typical American boy from a typical American town. I believe in God and Senator Todd and keeping old Castro down.
"Not marching now in fields of Thrasimene,. where Mars did mate the Chartaginians...". . [The Sphere:]. No dreams come true,. in the dark of his empty study,.
More than sweet words, a stream of emotions,. Then around everything disappear,. Hands are cold, tough the breath,. In a moment you possess my desire.
Mother walks the streets. With a baby in her hands. Ohh, the child weighs on her mind. Mama's looking for a man. . 'Cause her daddy's in the doldrums.
Between your womb and grave. The life you almost saved. . Sit down, you can't relate. To the kings that you've enslaved. . The sun won't rise when the morning comes.
I'm caught in desire. Brought up by a liar. Got Burned by the fire. Now I got blood on my hands. On my hands. And I'm way past the point of rejection.
Ain't gonna stop for no one. So cut the air, and watch me drown. Another round in this gun. Now if only I could put it. . DOWN. Straight to the bottom.
We hide in the shadows, the night bears no light. We wait for a glimpse of the sun. We wait for a sleep that won't come. . It's so late, I'm still awake.
I'm looking for a band today. I see the Chivers anyway. Through my eyes. . Oh, oh, oh, I'm. I'm alone in life to say. I love the Chivers anyway. 'Cause Chivers look divine.
You know you drive me wild. Angelic demon child. A living succubus. You own me. . I fell into your eyes. Your lips they hypnotize. You are my everything.
In my dreams I react as my true self. And I learn humility. Twisted moral planes. As real as circumstance, each night I dance with primal urges. . Pornographic scenes.
I feel like striking back. I got a bad reputation oh have you heard?. No I don't feel like "coming back". I got a lot to say. You got a lot of nerve. .
Close the Venetian blind. Shut out the light and say goodbye to you. Soon I can see right through. You're sitting here talking to. Real eyes, pools of blue.
Close the Venetian blind. Send out before I can say goodbye to you. Soon I can see right through. You've seen her talking to. . Real eyes, pools of blue.