Brother don't lose that fire-stick no way. The night is coming thin. Might tire to light that stick. Brother don't lose that stick no way. . Don't lose that heating fork no way.
It's not the way that you look. Or the way that you comb your hair. I know we'll always be there. By the look, by the book. And your troops and your devil may care.
Phil Ochs. And the crabs are crazy, they scuttle back and forth, the sand is burning. And the fish take flight and scatter from the sight, their courses turning.
I never saw it as the start. It's more a change of heart. Rapping on the windows, whistling down the chimney pot. Blowing off the dust in the room where I forgot.
And the clock struck fifteen hours ago. It is shining and the man who is wasting on the wall. Looks a lot like Jesus and a little bit resembling. The man in the mirror in the hall.
And the clock struck fifteen hours ago. It is shining and the man who is wasting on the wall. Looks a lot like Jesus and a little bit resembling. The man in the mirror in the hall.
Saturday afternoon. The sunshine pours like wine. Through the window. . And I know golden June. Can turn an empty gray. Against your window. . And I feel like I'm on the outside.
Henry took out all the wrong and never thought. Do you know what he'd say, it's a beautiful day. Henry took out all his money and found he had none. Do you know what he'd say, it's a beautiful day.
Tele, he's the one he knows what to say. Knows how to find his own way. He knows the roads by night and by doorways. . But watching the light in a hall.
Lay her gently, gently, slowly. Lay her in the ground. Lay her gently, gently, slowly. Lay her in the ground. . I don't know if she'll come at all. . Lay her gently, gently, slowly.
Resting so alone. Way back home. Waiting for a long. Way to go. . Nothing if I take you back. I'd rather never take you back for you. . Waiting so fast.
Your head lays down upon this car. But I hate you for what you are. And what I have become. Fire burns within your lungs. . So light yourself another smoke.
One, three, two, four. One, three, two, four. . She puts up her guard,. And she takes off her clothes.. What's behind her shirt?. Everybody knows.. . Too much drinking,.
Let me take you to a prison. Where a man is dying behind bars. His death is right before him. But it's not his choice and it's not his fault. They served him wrong and placed him.
One foot in the door, one foot in the grave. One stepped on the floor, two stepped out the way. Two glares up at one, whatcha wanna say?. One stares back at two, two is unafraid.
Walking alone. Don't wanna go back. All the heart-breaking things. That are surrounding me. I have noticed. That there was a man. Who gave his life for you.
Take me out tonight. Where there's music and there's people. Who are young and alive. Driving in your car. I never never want to go home. Because I havent got one.
Swing was the thing, long ago. Elvis was king long ago. . But I'm constantly avoiding extremes. I'm dodging those absolutes. Singing the song in my head.
A better place. We go to. Without a trace. We will leave. . A new face. We will see. A warm embrace. We will receive. . Those in front of me. Those among the world.
This is the office of a busy man. Can you hold the line?. In pipes the music you can't understand. Can you change the station?. Is there a message? He's on with LA.