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Posted

Look out, here comes tomorrow

That's when I have to choose 

How I wish I could borrow 

Someone else's shoes

Mary, oh what a sweet girl

Lips like strawberry pie

Sandra, the long hair and pig tails

Can't make up my mind

I see all kinds of sorrow

Wish I only loved one 

 

Posted

You know sometimes, I don't know why
But this old town just seems so hopeless
I ain't really sure but it seems
I remember the good times
Were just a little bit more in focus

But when she puts her arms around me
I can somehow rise above it
Yeah, man when I got that little girl
Standing right by my side
You know, I can tell the whole wide world
To shove it, hey

 

Here comes my girl
Here comes my girl
Yeah, and she looks so right
She is all I need tonight

Posted

And as I rise above the tree line and the clouds
I look down, hearing the sound of the things you've said today

Posted

Don't call me daughter, not fit to
The picture kept will remind me
Don't call me daughter, not fit to
The picture kept will remind me
Don't call me

 

She holds the hand that holds her down
She will rise above, ooh, ooh

Posted

So people get ready
There'a a train to Jordan
Picking up passengers
Coast to coast
Faith is the key
Open the doors and board them
There's hope for all
Among those loved the most

Posted

The pyjama people are boring me to pieces
Feel like I am wasting my time
They all got flannel up 'n down 'em
A little trap-door back aroun' 'em
An' some cozy little footies on their mind

 

Po-jama people!
Po-jama people, people!
They sure do make you sleepy
With the things they might say

Posted

Sometimes I'm right and I can be wrong
My own beliefs are in my song
The butcher, the banker, the drummer and then
Makes no difference what group I'm in

I am everyday people, yeah yeah

Posted

What happened to integrity
I don't see it on MTV
All I see is choreography
And I'll never be a dancer

 

What happened to puberty?
Bad skin and insecurity?
And who the #@%! is Felicity?
Cuz I got problems of my own
(Am I alone?)

 

Don't wanna rest
I don't wanna breathe
When I wanna hear about life
Don't wanna hear a spokesman

 

I don't wanna test
I want to believe
The ***** singer wrote the song
Don't wanna hear a spokesman

Posted (edited)

Now, Andy did you hear about this one?
Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby
Are we losing touch?

If you believed they put a man on the moon
Man on the moon
If you believe there's nothing up his sleeve
Then nothing is cool

 

Edited by cwater10
Posted

Once we were standing still in time
Chasing the fantasies that filled our minds
You knew how I loved you, but my spirit was free
Laughing at the questions that you once asked of me

 

Do you know where you're going to?
Do you like the things that life is showing you?
Where are you going to? 
Do you know?

Posted

I can't believe that she really wants to leave me

And it's getting me so 

It's getting me so

Airport, airport 

You've got a smiling face

You took the one I love so far away

Fly her away, fly her away 

Posted

So far away
Doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore?
It would be so fine to see your face at my door
Doesn't help to know you're just time away
Long ago, I reached for you and there you stood
Holding you again could only do me good
How I wish I could, but you're so far away

Posted

And there you're standing,
Saying we have the whole world in our hands,
When all you'll see,
Deep inside the world's controlling you and me
You'll see perpetual change
You'll see perpetual change

Posted

And when one of us is gone
And one of us is left to carry on
Then remembering will have to do
Our memories alone will get us through
Think about the days of me and you
You and me against the world

Posted

The television got me seeing unclear
Bravery, my neighbor, moved away
'Cause I don't need to be courageous today
If the world was crumbling down, I don't wanna be alone
 

Posted

Some people ain't no damn good
You can't trust 'em, you can't love em
No good deed goes unpunished
And I don't mind being their whipping boy
I've had that pleasure for years and years
No, no I never was a sinner-tell me what else can I do
Second best is what you get-till you learn to bend this rules
Time respects no person-what you lift up must fall
They're waiting outside-to claim my crumblin' walls

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