Don't you ever leave me sad and blue. Don't you ever tell me we are though. Don't you ever hurt me if you do. Everything they're saying will be true. .
My grandma and your grandma were. Sit-tin' by the fire. - My grandma told. Your grandma "I'm gonna set your flag on fire.". . Talk-in' 'bout, Hey now ! Hey now ! I-KO, I-KO, un-day.
Goin' to the chapel and we're gonna get married. Goin' to the chapel and we're gonna get married. Gee, I really love you and we're gonna get married. Goin' to the chapel of love.
Your head's too big. It's taking up too much room. Your head's too big. It grows like a balloon. And it just might float away. And if you're unluckier than that.
Why does blood turn brown when it dries?. Why do the tears well up in your eyes?. Why didn't I learn to ride my bike. When it was warm and sunny outside?.
With just one kiss you could change the world,. It might not be much better-- but it certainly couldn't hurt.. When you stomp your feet you aren't hurting me,.
Waking up in the city. What are we gonna do. Take a picture to the park. Sing songs about the moon. I will bring the frisbee. I will bring the dog. We'll frolic in the pesticided grass beneath the smog.
Wake up and smell the coffee,. Rise and shine,. The early bird gets the worm,. Strike while the iron's hot,. And whistle while you work. . Stay on the trail,.
Oh you unfortunate few. Nobody's listening to me. It came at a time when I just started. To say something interesting. . Bubbling thoughts I've been thinking a lot.
There's a girl that you might know. She's a friend at least I tell you so. But it might surprise you to find. There's something going on behind the door.
If I could shake it like my sister Kate. Shake it like a bowl of jelly on a plate. My momma wanted to know last night. How sister Kate could do it oh so nice.
I am treading on cow pile mountains. Before you answer my call. Lounging at breakfast a recoiled monster. With tied mouth somehow telling all. . Before it breaks before you've listened.
Pale yellow scratching at my ear,. Pale yellow touching to my rear. . Forever tangled, forever mustard,. Forever my first word's beer,. Forever yellow, wonder if I'll muster.
What among the lovers. What twang of temptation. What brought the house down. Strange sleepwalkers on the block. Unfamiliar writing on the ceiling. When she looks up.
Listen to the sound bites of your neighbors. Through the paper thin walls. Making variations on their stories. Told with southern drawls. Look into the dustbin.
Moon over the freeway catch us as we ride. We just left the city, left it far behind. Silhouettes of palm trees, airplanes cross the moon. Living in the moment of the girl who left too soon.
The hammock that's swinging. Is bringing the good life perspective. Sipping canned air in the shade. of an apartment that's built to break. Did you forget.
Cat in the upstairs window. Staring down at me. Life seems to have a purpose. When you're wandering aimlessly. In the meantime. What am I missing. I'm missing out.
Can't escape a past. That wasn't ever lived. All beginnings ended. Come back to start again. And the people seem to falter. As they watch you fall asunder.
Takin' it fast takin it slow. Don't take it at all just get up and go. Come on let's go. Tired of sittin' around the house. Stand right up. Move on out.