(Puerta - Pack) Sometimes I feel That we've been herded like sheep We've been led out like lambs to the slaughter And empty souls Have kept the downtrodden
(Puerta-Pack) You come alive at quarter to three You make haste for a taste In the parking lot of misery So down it goes, And up goes your need So you
Here I am, turning one more page of timeOnce again, I need something to ease my mindAnd though I pray, I don't believe the words I sayanymore to my GodStill
(Puerta - Pack) I've heard them say the war is over But here am I, out flyin' again Who knows if I'm wrong or right But when time has ended this flight
(Pack - Puerta) Well, it's beginning to take hold That I'm gettin' too old to act the fuckin' fool that I feel Maybe I'm just too lazy To stop actin
(Pack) The season of life is here And the reason to live is clear We've waited 'till who knows when For the time to begin again It's more than the change
(Pack - Puerta) Babe, it took a long, long time to get it out this way Now, that the hurtin's over all I've got to say (Is) that I know Sure as I am
(Pack) Lover arrive Lover arrive Take me on wings into your heart Find a new start Lover arrive Lover arrive Take me from here into your soul We can
(Pack - Drummond) Sometimes I think about the only way That I'll ever see life beyond L.A. is dying I sit in the corner of a hotel room With a room
(Pack - Drummond - Puerta - North) Pale to the mountains my existence seems Sad as the cry of my unanswered dreams Long have I waited for time to make
Roll up - roll up for the Mystery Tour. Roll up, roll up for the Mystery Tour. (Roll up) and that's an invitation, Roll up for the Mystery Tour, (Roll
(Puerta - North - Drummond - Pack) The clock gets to be such a bore What'cha livin' for Though I can't explain, being sane's Just a dreary chore I'
(Puerta - Pack) My mama don't understand She's impossible to the core Now she says that she's gettin' married He's a friend of a friend of the boy
(Drummond - Puerta - Pack) She got a heart of steel She don't care how I feel But nothin' warms the chill When I'm livin' on my own She keep my mind
(Drummond) If heaven could find me somebody Someone to hold me when I sleep If heaven could find me somebody Someone to show me what I need I need
(Puerta) I'm 'bout ready for Camarillo My head is goin' fast I'm like some ship out on the ragin' sea That's losin' its mainmast Can't find my direction
(Kronsberg - Puerta - Pack) I've waited twice as long as any man should To tell you how I feel You gathered in my chosen words And ground them underneath
(Pack) Well I gotta catch a plane Check on out of L.A. To somewhere I've never travelled I'm on my way Yeah, I'm ready So , sit back in your chair, '