You can have my autograph. I think Ill sign it love to you. But should I sign it just for you. . Stairway to the stars. I think Ill write good health to you.
(A.M.Brunner). . Let us all (All go back). To the Old (Old landmark). Let us all to the Old (All go back Old Landmark). Let us stay in the service of the Lord.
I, I have no church or philosophy. I've never known or told a joke in sin. I smoke in bed, I smoke instead. I know the in's and out's of smoke. . And where there's smoke, there's fire.
I said hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah. (I said hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah). I said a hey, a hey, hey, yeah. (I said a hey, a hey, hey, yeah). A come on everybody take a trip with me, well.
The signs of life are everywhere. A hope for feeling in the air. Winters gone we're almost there. We're almost there. . I love to see the roses bloom.
The best things in life are free. But you can give it to the birds and bees. I need money. (That's what I want ). That's what I want. That's what I want.
There walked a lonely man, silent, mute, the only man. Not knowing how, not knowing why was he the sole survivor. Why should he be alive, breathing still while others died.
Hey folks,. here's the story 'bout Minnie the Moocher,. She was a low-down Hoochie Koocher,. . She was the roughest toughest frail,. But Minnie had a heart as big as a whale,.
Just when I thought. The demons I fought. Were dead and gone. Straight out of the blue. Someone like you. Comes along. I don't have to turn. The ... of my shore.
Hey, folks here's the story 'bout Minnie, the Moocher. She was a low down hoochie coocher. She was the roughest, toughest frail. But Minnie had a heart as big as a whale.
You're over my shoulder, I think I'm possessed. Your constant undertone, is making me toothless. Times come to trim you gonna get out my knife. Gonna cut you out, baby, out of my life.
Do you ever question your life. And why we do the things we do. Too many questions without answers. (You'll lose). Living life without lesson. (You'll lose).
I hear that sad song playing on the radio. I think it was summer of '69. It makes me think back on my life. My boyhood hopes and dreams. Of just living on my six string.
What's this I hear, there's a whole lotta talk. The people say, you try to quit the kid. Hey yeah, tell me what you did. You can call it what you want.
On the terminal point. Of the cul-de-sac. Patients are dying. The horses are dazed. From the glare of stars. The starry wisdom. Owned by the Baron. And he's got the cure.
I wanna show you that anything is possible. I wanna show you that your wildest dreams can come true. And I swear some day I'm gonna figure out how to just that.
Well, I bumped inside the magic man. And he laid some tricks on me. He said, "You do need help, my friend". I whispered, "Obviously". . He laid a spread of Jacks and Queens.