HOW CAN YOU BE SO QUICK TO CONDEMN. BY WORD OR RUMOR, HEARD FROM A FRIEND?. ONE CAN'T BELIEVE ALL THAT ONE HEARS. IT'S YOUR DECISION, AND NOT YOUR PEERS.
(Shel Silverstein). . I guess the dance is over now. So you just curtsey and I'll bow. And ask the band to play us Auld Lang Syne. . Then I'll just take what's left of me.
I got a letter in the mail just the other day. Opened it up, this is what it had to say:. "Wouldn't you please give us the pleasure. Of having you at our table tonite?.
(Shel Silverstein). . Monterey Jack woke up in his shack on a Monday. Monterey Jack had a little bitty snack of some elderberry wine. Monterey Jack walked down the track, all the way to ol' Harley's shack.
They force feed you love, then serve you hate. What are they teaching? I just can't relate. Altar boys are the victims he defiled. He took advantage of the virgin child.
I'm on a roll. Out of control. Another one night stand. I can't get away. 'Cause I'm on display. But I can't see you, man. . [CHORUS]. . Smile for the cameras.
Two twenty two in the morning. It's been an hour since two twenty one. And I laid down about seven thirty. Came home early just to wait by the phone. That old clock will be ringing at seven.
Day after day I comb my brain. Searching for words which sound the same. Choosing these words and making them fit. Hoping, somehow, they'll all make sense.
Michaelangelo. Was giving a one man show. He had statues with such feeling. He had his Cistine Chapel ceiling. . People came from Cocamo. Just to see this one man show.
Fighting this society, there's only one way to win. We must stick together through all thick and thin. Cross over the line of your stubborn, closed mind.
How many times have I sat here in this chair. Staring at the rain and thinking how it might have been. Wondering how so many things I did could be so wrong.
.. (Shel Silverstein & Baxter Taylor). . Down in Lou'siana where the black trees grow live a voodoo lady named Marie Lavaux. She got a black cat tooth and a mojo bone and anyone wouldn't leave her alone.
There once was a park where the kids used to go. But not anymore 'cause their parents all know. There's junkies and whores and bums drinking beer. And the tragic event that happened last year.
(Shel Silverstein). . Well I've sung my songs on dusty roads and dirty city sidewalks. To them sweatin' hard eyed brakemen, in the rail yards I rolled through.
Lately, we've been fallin' into a spell. You've been fightin', screamin', cryin', looking for help. No one said it'd be perfect. Said it'd be easy. You can't have the good without some bad days.
SUIT AND TIE GUY. WITH HIS FASHION PHASES. AND HIS QUARTERLY RAISES. FEELS HE'S BETTER THAN YOU AND ME. SUIT AND TIE GUY. THINKS HE'S REAL CUTE. IN THE BATHROOM FOR A TOOT.
I don't need to see you on a television screen. I don't wanna see your face on Time magazine. I know that you are finer than any movie queen. I wanna see your face on the pillow next to me.
Ever had one of those days? Argumentative, no incentive. Can't do anything right. I'm trying so hard to analyze and compromise. But there's no solution in sight.
(Shel Silverstein & Jeffrey Comanor). . I'm gonna throw my grass out the window. Crumple up my papers too. Give away my speed, Cause all I'm gonna need.
You think you look good in your new uniform. Starched and pressed into the perfect norm. Until Uncle Sam puts that gun in your hand. Points you in the wrong direction.