From the moment I arrived. Until the day that I died. I was selfish and slow. Too slow to ride by your side. But I was so afraid. That I began to fade.
Down to the earth I fell. With dripping wings,. Heavy things won't fly. And the sky might catch on fire. And burn the axis of the world. That's why. I prefer a sunless sky.
This was the year I fell apart. This was the year I went to war with my heart. This was a bad year for girls like me. We want live, we want to be free.
I wait for the day to break me I wait for the day to break me. I look up to the sky I look up to the sky. I look back on my life I look back on the life that graced me.
Why does the sun go on shining?. Why does the sea rush to shore?. Don't they know it's the end of the world?. If you don't love me anymore.. Why do the birds go on singing?.
Written by: Harry Nilsson. Vocals & Acoustic Guitar: Harry Nilsson. Bass: Klaus Voorman. Electric Guitar: Peter Frampton. Piano: Nicky Hopkins. Horns arranged by Kirby Johnson.
Sit beside the breakfast table. Think about your troubles. Pour yourself a cup of tea. Then think about the bubbles. . You can take your teardrops. And drop them in a teacup.
Written by: Harry Nilsson. Vocals: Harry Nilsson. Drums: Richie Snare. Bass: Klaus Voorman. Piano: Nicky Hopkins. Guitars: Paul Keough, Les Thatcher. Percussion: Ray Cooper, Richard Perry.
Written by: Harry Nilsson. Vocals: Harry Nilsson. Piano: Nicky Hopkins. Acoustic Guitars: Cris Spedding, Peter Frampton, John Uribe. Electric Guitar: Klaus Voorman.
Hey Nikki!. Hey Nikki!. Hey Nikki!. Hey Nikki!. . It's the weekend and I just got paid. Ball till you fall, all drinks on me. Gotta call my team, tell 'em bring the weed.
Me and my girlfriends are always in competition. We picked a guy, made a bet out who could be the first to kiss him. The game was make the poor boy beg, be the one inside his head.
Te veo partir. te alejas de m. y no quiero pensar como estar hoy sin ti. . en mi habitacin. vi tu foto otra vez. y no pude evitar los recuerdos. y una lagrima mas derrame.
Hey, dainty girl flailing on the side of the road. With your great thumb in the air. I hope you don't mind me asking. But what happened to your underwear?.
The studded cinctures were a band. From gloomy Ann harbor, Michigan. And they wrote just for you. These irrelevant tunes. . And with each heart-wrenching, fictitious wail.
Take a seat and catch your breathe. You're only working towards your death. For as the days go by, they go by oh so slow. . But your blonde hair and gaping eyes.
When I'm alone/I see the ghosts/. They are lost/No place to stay/. The wind blows to turn off the light. of the fire from the torch/. Turn on the radio/I hear the voice of stereo/.
Everytime when I meet you. You were in that fancy dress. Already had a square meal. I was just disappointed in my first love affair. I wanna say thank you for being there.
Oh my my. Oh my my.. I'm not stupid, but I know myself quite well.. I am the great almighty as far as I can tell.. I'm dragging on this heavy knife like I need it to stay alive.
Whaaaa!. Ha!. Stand tall for the beast of America.. Lay down like a naked dead body,. keep it real for the people workin' overtime,. they can't stay living off the government dime..
shut. shut your eyes. let your world fade to darkness. you could be the one to save the things I thought. I'd for sure forever lost. just skipped right out of my goddamn heart.