Well, he gave me fair warnin', he said let him alone. But I'd had one too many and refuse to go home. Then I said somethin' awful and then so did he. And he hit me and it hurt and my eyes couldn't see.
I saw a picture yesterday. You know the one we were laughing in the rain. Remember how it used to be ?. (We were so in love). Remember when you were still in love with me?.
Well they tell me but I can't be sure that a man's best friend is a mangy cur. I kinda favor the hog myself how about a hand for the hog. Ya say a hog ain't nothin' but a porky thing little forked feet with a nosey ring.
l don't love you like l used to do. But I'm afraid to tell you so. I've got half a mind to leave you. But only half the heart to go. . Words to tell you just don't come to me.
Well, you dad-gum government. You sorry so 'n' so's. You got your damn hands in every pocket. Of my clothes. . Well you dad-gum, dad-gum, dad-gum government.
Well, you dad gum government you sorry so 'n' so's. You got your damn hands in every pocket of my clothes. Well, you dad gum, dad gum, dad gum government.
The old hometown looks the same as I step down from the train. And there to meet me is my mama and papa, down the road I look. And there comes Mary, hair of gold and lips like cherries.
We met each other,. introduced by her brother,. a cat I'd known all my life.. . Partying and dancing,. moonlight and romancing,. soon to be husband and wife..
And in this song, we employ the use of numbers. And what Ill do is have a volunteer give me a number. And Ill take that number. And make a verse for a song out it.
And in this song, we employ the use of numbers. And what Ill do is have a volunteer give me a number. And Ill take that number. And make a verse for a song out it.
Rah, rah, rumble seats and running boards. Them was the good old days. Knee pants and dime a dance girls, oh, lord. Them was the good old days. . Them was the good old days with Model A's.
It's knowing that your door is always open. And your path is free to walk. That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag. Rolled up and stashed behind your couch.
Did you believe that I would turn my back, on my life and all of my dreams?. Bet you thought I would stand aside and watch you lie and let you be. . Turncoat! You fucking two face.
What if someone said you couldn't say I love you. What if someone said you couldn't say your say. And wouldn't it be foolish if somewhere there was a rule.
We're the boys of the bowery, the voice of the pissed-Hey!. Rock'n'roll warriors stomping the streets. Working class pride and loyalty. Injustice! Is what we see.
Prison bound goin' staight to hell. Another fight jailed another night. Been cheated, been fooled--mama won't you pray for me. . Fast times, fast girls, fast cars.
Some folks like the summertime when they can walk about. Strolling through the meadow green, it's fun there's no doubt. But give me the wintertime when snow falls all around.
Gonna smash bottles all over the street. Gonna cause a threat on society!. Yeah I can't wait to fuck it up. Gonna run wild gonna smash it up!. . Down in the heart of alphabet city.
Look at you you're cryin' lonesome plain to see. But don't feel bad If you think you feel lonesome feel of me. I got lots of heartaches and all that misery.
You say you want a revolution. Lace up your boots, Let's hit the streets. You talk the talk--Oi!. C'mon and walk the walk!. . Hey Johnny boy come fight your battles.