A gang outside the chemists restless in the night. Conversation turns to the war they have to fight. Worried passers by too old to understand. How kids in thirty years have gained the upper hand.
Something in the city or a name at Lloyds. Networking yuppies and the same old boys. Safe in glass houses of high finance. Now there's a change of circumstance.
I send a kiss across the ocean blue. It's the only thing that I could think to do. If it's mood is overtaking you. Send one back soon. . Cause I don't even have a photograph.
Sure was a hell of a mistake I made. But I sure am glad that I made it. No way for a grown man to behave. More the act of a teen opportunist. I stand accused of losing my head.
I don't expect flowers. I don't expect rings. I don't expect promises. A sentimental thing. . I just expect you. To be the man you are. I just expect you.
Come forth, from love spire. Born in life's fire,. Born in life's fire.. Come forth, from love's spire. . In the burning, all are yearning,. For life to be..
Yeah, you wanna know me better. What'd you think I was in it for. I ain't the kind of guy just wanna walk you to your door. . I squeeze some Georgia peaches.
There are unsmiling faces and bright plastic chains. And a wheel in perpetual motion. And they follow the races and pay out the gains. With no show of an outward emotion.
I like to touch you, I like to pull. I like to push you under the soleil. I like to hurt you, I like when you scream. I like it, oh it's just not what it seems.
Give me a T for Texas, give me a T for Tennessee. Give me a T for Texas, give me a T for Tennessee. Give me a T for Thelma, woman made a fool out of me.
Well he's truckin' on down from Memphis. Cruisin' down to New Orleans. Tonight he sleeps alone with a cajun queen. Well there's smoke from the stacks a-blowin'.
I'd like to tell y'all a story. About a friend of mine. Who liked to drink good whiskey, oh Lord. And have a real good time. His woman, you know she left him.
Train roll on, on down the line,. Won't you please take me far, far away. Now I feel the wind blow, outside my door,. I'm leavin' my woman at home, oh yeah.
I was born a travelin' man, that's all I'll ever be. Moving around from town to town is what makes me so free. My father was a trucker for the years of 23.
I was born a travellin' man, that's all I'll ever be. Moving around from town to town, it's what makes me so free. My father was a trucker for the years since '23.
Dig down and tell me what you find. Back in the pages left behind. Everybody's got a story. Ours ain't no different from the rest. Each step we take, it's just a test.
I'm just a city boy. But there's a small town side to me. And I feel it closin' in. . Are we too blind to see. That she's die-in' more each day. And she's cryin' out to you and me.