pain You don't know what the sound is, darlin' It's the sound of my tears fallin' Or is it the rain? You don't know You don't know how to play the game And
was only slumming She say goodbye Bon voyage You're just a grease monkey working at Joe's garage And you're a picture and it isn't funny So get down there and
And her eyes shiver, shift and curve When she cries, it's like a galeforce Because she is suffering from a twisted nerve Twisted nerve She went and married
raff and be a rebel So echo the bass and turn up the treble Oh yeah, oh yeah I wanna smoke my cigarettes in peace I wanna brush out the parting and comb
you left me out in the cold The night you left me out in the cold So if I meet you in a bar one night I'd be polite and stay And we'd laugh about that
A lost weekend, no beginning, no end Were you walking, was I running Is it here, or is it coming soon Thanks a lot Oh, I wish you well Friends or lovers
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And I thought I saw you go by in the car But the number plates had been changed Then my watch stopped ticking And the snow started sticking And the world looked different and
we raised And the trails that we blazed I miss the other half of me My Rosie Rosie, we played our song to death Now the piano's out of tune And the singer
on your toast Open all the windows And we're rolling up the blinds All across the world Are people wiping sleep from tired eyes The faces on the curtains All the Jekylls and
Call in all the army and the navy and the air force Everybody on the island Every boy and every girl becoming soldiers Conscription, aloha (Chest in, tongue out, cough twice and
Wail in the distance and rattle my chains Save me a valley like the one in the distance Save me a canyon to swallow this jail I wanna stand outside and
ago And left me hanging on When you cut the thing that held us together You were pulling the wings off a fly Now you're back from the dead pushing a double bed And
of the extras with blood on their faces In ?Snow White and The Seven Basket Cases? I'm happy and dopey and dirty in places No way street, no way street
suitcase With a whole bunch of shirts and magazines Selling roadmaps and bibles and benzadrines For the days and the nights I stare at the mirror And the days and
Sailor, I love you But you only love the sea Sailor, what's happening to me Like a ship in a bottle You ache for the sea Sailor, ache a little for me
Lonely is Brazilia White heat, hot, vast, crisp, empty No more "Yariva, yariva" Wish you were here White heat, grey stone Show me Brazilia And I'll show
And Samson was a hero only just in time Said Delila I want to be with you forever If it's alright And it was alright with him And it was alright It was
