Ian Hunter. Shrunken Heads. Read 'Em 'N' Weep. On a warm summer day, in the hour of my youth. I walked the four miles to your door. You wore a straw hat, high heels to match.
(Studio version). . In 1935 I was living in paradise, I had a friend up in Cicero.. We used to go out to the track, we'd knock a few whiskeys back.. I'd lose my shirt and then I would lose my way home.
(Ian Hunter). . I don't wanna be no traitor to the cause. But England is a luxury - not many can afford. There's people going under - it's getting out of hand.
The River Of Tears. . Waiting on an elevator - in a hotel out in California. Smog clouds up in the windows - but there is a plaque up on the wall. That tells of the Agoras - people who were here long before us.
Rain, rain falls down, empty streets. And I'm falling through the trees. And they're calling out for rain, rain. . Rain and it's plain to see. Rain, what it does to me.
His feet lay heavy on the road that led to Birmingham. Unseeing eyes, defeated cries, the mysteries of men. Many hears, the helpless tears have left the troubled brow.
I just done some living, still got the pain. Ain't done much giving, just my name. Ride on my son, that cold steel rail still following you. . Oh Lord I wanna try and lose this iron bail.
ROCK N ROLL SOUL. Young man take a look at me now. I'm down to play today.. You can string me up and bring the crowd. That's all I need to say.. . Voice of an angel entertainment for a king,.
Fast like an automobile- no thrill,. rockin' the game til' i get killed.... Baby uza freak? Okay. Keep my life in the fast lane. Set it right where the thunders at- You know I dress like a lumberjack.