We done our thing. We have evolved. We're up on our hind legs. The problem solved. We are artists. We are mathematicians. Some of us hold extremely high positions.
I've gotta get up to get down and start all over again. Head on down to the basement and shout. Kick those white mice and black dogs out. Kick those white mice and baboons out.
Goodbye L.A.. Goodbye L.A.. . I never thought I'd be the one here waiting. I never saw the signs. California in the rear-view mirror this time. Everybody's got their own good reasons.
Give me time and give me space after all these years here. Survey says we've lost our way. Remember back when we were young. It was easier to love, now we are falling.
You always say. That your life's been thrown away. That's why you turn to a man upstairs. And pray he'll save you everyday. . Don't come around no more.
Sometimes things don't turn out. Like you want them to. Try to find your way. Give yourself away. . She chose not to be here. She chose life instead. Tried to find her way.
Got nothin' to do on a friday night. Green jello sucks. Ain't got no talent but that's all right. Green jello sucks. We're the worst the worst in the land.
Slow blues can turn her on. But let me tell you she's a whole lotta woman. When the band rocks on watch her move for the backstage door. The show may be over now she's gonna get some more.
My heart is empty like cold open ground. Where ghosts and memories follow you round. . Replacing old friends no more to be found. All gone their ways with the new stars in town.
(Jack Russell, Mark Kendall, Michael Lardie, Don Dokken). . I see the sun comin' yeah but I can't sleep. I swim against the tide until I'm drownin' in the deep end.
Well my temperature's rising and my feet are on the floor. Twenty people knocking 'cos they're wanting some more. Let me in baby, I don't know what you've got.
Been thinkin' now what I should do. I gotta decide. Waitin' here on the likes o' you. My Thursday child. I'll face the music that I hear in my head. As the night rolls by.
Greenspond is a pretty place, and so is Pinchard's Island. Mom will buy me a new fur coat when da gets home from swilin'. . Here he comes as white as ghosts.
Written by Colin Hay. I Haven't seen you in a long time. Since I've been gone. It always seemed to be the wrong time. Its the same old song. Looks like we'll never be together.
Fancy brings a thought to me. Of flowers bright and fair. Grace and beauty there combine. To make that thought more rare. Like a maiden that I know. Who shared my happy lot.
The world today can be a scary place;. Hard to keep your faith in the human race.. We're runnin' outta trees,. And we're runnin' outta space,. But we'll never run out of good people..
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh. Oh oh oh, oh oh oh. Oh oh oh, oh oh oh. Oh oh oh, oh oh oh. . Well, come gather all around me. There is something you should know.
Well general Taylor gained the day. Walk him along, John, carry him along. Well general Taylor he gained the day. Carry him to his bury'n ground. . Tell me way, hey, you stormy.
Hang man, hang man. Hold a little while.. I think I see my brother coming,. Riding many a mile.. Brother did you bring me some silver?. Did you bring a little gold?.