What kind of things are you that deliver papers. White papers that you say apply to me. Reams of rules constructed for protection. Protection for yourselves, but not for me.
{Words & Music: Lou Reed}. . Men of good fortune. Often cause empires to fall. While men of poor beginnings. Often can't do anything at all. The rich son waits for his father to die.
Here comes my friend, Michael. Grin written over his face. Walking with a kind of a swagger. Walking with a sort of a grace. . He talks the talk. He tried to walk the walk.
Hazel O`Connor. . Well the years go past far to fast for me. and my heart grows cold, too cold, so cold to see. and the old man waits at the door. and the child inside calls out there must be more.
Manchester morning, Picadilly calling. I ask myself what is it to be free. Free from sorrow, love's tomorrow. Oh if I had a key how different it could be..
What do you do when they turn on the light?. You guard your heart, so they steal your sight. You reach out in blindness, touch the alone. Its icicle fingers chill you to the bone.
Hazel O`Connor. . I think I'd have to have lived a long long time ago. When the moon was around and we moved to the sound. of our own romantic song. And I gave you all the gifts that my body had to bear.
Neil O'Connor. . It's hard to live in a factory city. Auto metropole of the new kingdom come. Where you can look out of the glass, sure. And you can, maybe, glimpse the sun.
{Words & Music: Hazel O'Connor}. . Hello old friend long time no see. Except the sea between you and me. And that's physical and that's impenetrable. .
Big girl in the red dress. She's just trying to impress us. And she's got the body fever. But she doesn't make a sound. She's just hanging around. She's just hanging around.
You were the beacon that lit up my life. When i thought i was drowning you threw me a lifeline. You were the beauty i was the beast. You touched my soul, you made me whole,.
Hazel O`Connor. . Make a way for the queen. He's got the most spectacular wardrobe you've ever seen. So what if he bleaches his hair. And dresses are what he likes to wear.
Hey you, standing there. What you got to stare at?. I'm not shy if your beady little eye. Abuse me like some mishap. . Cackling laughter behind you. And you're so funny, you're so blunt.
There he goes now walking down the street. Well decked out from his head to his feet. Women meet him, women find him oh so sweet. . But stop, beware, that man don't care.
In the beginning was a world. Man said, "Let there be more light". Electric scenes a maze of beams. Neon brights to light our boring nights. . On the second day he said, "Let's have a gas".
{Words & Music: Hazel O'Connor}. . Red ringed the eyes of the women who cried to the night. Black and possessed are the eyes of the man who drank to no foresight.
Sitting on the sunny shoreline. See some driftwood come to rest, worn out by the tides. Torn up by its endless rides, never free just a bit like me. .
Hazel O`Connor - Neil O'Connor. . When I first saw your face,. I thought here's a man. Maybe he can, give it to me, something real. Give it to me, But this time with some feeling.
{Words & Music: Jim Webb}. . Boy, I can understand how it might be. Kind of hard to love a girl like me. I don't blame you much for want-it to be free.
Hazel O`Connor. . Look at me, looking at you, looking back at me. What a sad end, when could have been friends. But you see only what you want to see.