Dal e mi soula. Y me incuerdo. Did you see my family. We had a sweet simple glory. We had a gallant who works for me. . For I was once an immortal. With General Walker's gringo army.
Walking out of England thinking you were king taking on this world. On that bus that goes through Mexico a killer love finds a sweet Mexican girl. But in Mississippi we rushed into the room.
There's something there. I was patrolling a Pachinko. Nude noodle model parlor in the Nefarious zone. Hanging out with insects under ducting. The C.I.A was on the phone.
Sometimes you start feelin'. So lost and lonely. Then you'll find. It's all been in your mind. . Sometimes you think. Someone is the one and only. Can't you see.
DV: deep voice, SV = squeaky voice. DV: Boy, you listen to your old Pappy. SV: Yeah, Pappy. DV: And stop drinking so much. SV: I'm-I'm ain't been doing so much drinking, Pappy.
If I could be two places at one time. I'd be with you. I've lost my heart I'm losing half my mind. But I don't care. Don't tell me don't ask me don't talk at all.
Don't you feel like trying something new. Don't you feel like breaking out. Or breaking us in two. You don't do the things that I do. You want to do things I can't do.
Pretty women out walking with gorillas down my street. From my window I'm staring while my coffee grows cold. Look over there! (Where?). There's a lady that I used to know.
Is there anybody gone to listen to my story. All about the girl who came to stay?. She's the kind of girl you want so much, it makes you sorry;. Still, you don't regret a single day.
Outside in and inside out you're my meat. I, fat and forty but lordy you're my meat. From your feet to your head you knock me dead, you're my meat. I got you covered but baby, you're my meat.
Well, things are getting bad now. Since your woman left you, just can't do without it. The other day you even read a book. That tells you how to go about it.
Who doubt say, who doubt when I say, who doubt.... You cats keep beetin' up your chops. I had turn you over to the cops. I dig this spiel I'm going way on your gate.
Sometimes you start feelin'. So lost and lonely. Then you'll find. It's all been in your mind. . Sometimes you think. Someone is the one and only. Can't you see.
Out to the west there's a trail that leads somewhere. And a call of the wild that takes some people there. Through Monument Valley to California sun. From New Amsterdam to the way the West was won.
Why smoke is coming out of ground. Tell me why. . My English make an ugly sound. But I try. . Why the Empire State Building green. Tell me why. . Why house is smell of gasoline.
You come into my life. And then you go away. You make me feel like a fool. For wanting you to stay. But I'm a busy guy. A lot of things to do. But there's a reason why.
DV: deep voice, SV = squeaky voice. DV: Boy, you listen to your old Pappy. SV: Yeah, Pappy. DV: And stop drinking so much. SV: I'm-I'm ain't been doing so much drinking, Pappy.
And the time is right. And tonight's the night. Alreed-alright. Come on, old man, come on. We the cats shall hep ya. So reap this righteous riff. Here's the beat to hep ya.