Hey boy, how do you feel anyway?. Is it mutual, or should she just let it fade away?. Is there some kind of debt she's gotta clear?. Enough about you, enough about everything.
Allen - Cox. Prostitutes... the spice of life. Prostitutes are the spice of life, the spice of life. Look back on the course. Love away. What you need in easy chairs and easy beds.
The neon lights in a city so bright. The clashing sounds and a busy sight. You and me lets run far away for here. Lets lay here in a field of winter white.
Allen - Cox. Prostitutes are the spice of life. Prostitutes are the spice of life, the spice of life. They don't walk in the nick of time. Pay their way I walk away and see.
People say, "It's easy living in the light". Never see the hard times, never see the fight. Simple when it's slow but only if it's right. I only see the good times every time.
Allen - Cox. ... Can't find... my way.... Reach out and find it. So so. Is this a matador falling into my arms. Turnig and burning in this rage. Calypso find another cause.
My bones don't tell no lies. . Chase facts and end up in the river. Place a face and send out for flowers. Face facts and pretend to be harder. Face facts and pretend to be wiser.
You will never understand. When I begin to look like me. We can never be described. You, you turn around again. . I spoke, we can be the same. But I have left my soul out there.
Life, is a state of mind. . Out goes ego on the first mistake. Out goes ego on the tide. This one's waiting for his mother's love. And up jumps mother valentine, valentine.
Want some whiskey in your water? Sugar in your tea?. What's all these crazy questions they're askin' me?. This is the craziest party that could ever be.
May I bring you up to date?. We are living in the 20'th century not in the 18'th. May I bring you up to date, sir?. We are not alive at all. . This isn't Napoleon, this isn't Bonaparte, this is fate.
Allen - Cox - Gray. Michael Allen: Drums, Percussion. Mark Cox: Organ, Percussion. Andrew Gray: Guitar, Percussion.
If you don't listen up, you're askin' to be told. If you had a walk like mine, you'd crown it the king of soul. . Maybe I don't want it. You take anybody.
Who shot him in the back, peacetime. Who took him by surprise, tippy toes. You can't bury that door 3 times, hide my eyes 4 times. . I'm gonna sink my teeth into Kansas, Kansas, Kansas, Kansas.
Allen - Cox - Gray - Steiner. Remove your head from that crevasse. Rational thought slips out the back door. A concrete headache is my present. That swine thing be thine.
When the first dog cocked a leg, I had him shot. When the first dog cracked, I broke his back. I'm running through the river saying. . Life's a lie. Life's a lie.
Wash the flags - I'm coming home. I've packed my bags - I'm coming home. Shave your head - I'm coming home. Save a place - I'm coming home. I'm coming home, I'm coming home mama.
You, doin' that thing you do. Breaking my heart into a million pieces. Like you always do. . And you, don't mean to be cruel. You never even knew about the heartache.
allen / cox / gray. Good morning Mr President will you sign this grave. This hole in my pocket is a hole in my face. A bad heart is a bad surprise. This black is a fact is a blackened race.