After you're gone, babies ride the soft machine threading the warm children down the space between into a slow heaven hanging by a thread leaving the
(by Badfinger) Guess I got what I deserve, Kept you waiting there, too long my love All that time, without a word, Didn't know you'd think, that
(by Bruce Springsteen) Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night now they blew up his house too Down on the boardwalk they're gettin
(by Grand Funk Railroad) I'm in love with a girl I'm talking about I'm in love with a girl I cant live without I'm in love but I sure picked a bad
Gonna get out on the road tonight Cause, I got a hollow in my head Checking it up Baby, one more time for you Checking it up Until the pot hits the sky
[Adam Duritz] They paved paradise and put up a parking lot With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swingin' hot spot Don't it always seem to go That you
(by Willie Nelson) In the twilight glow I see her Blue eyes crying in the rain When we kissed goodbye and parted I knew we'd never meet again Love
Hey now bulldog dont you rush in with your eyes wild hey there big bear take a moment to decide All these angels together walk the wire line scarecrow
Woke up to this morning staring at the ceiling hoping for deliverance from the distances in you. this room feels like an oven somewhere south of
They're wakin' up Mama ' cause everybody else has got ____ She makes a little action with her head. Rolls over And she says she's gonna sleep for
(by Warren Zevon) I hear mariachi static on my radio And the tubes, they glow in the dark And I'm there with you in Ensenada And I'm here in Echo
(by Van Morrison) And the caravan is on its way I can hear the merry gypsies play Mama, Mama, oh will you never run away? She laughs playing with
come a little closer if you can just forget your fears come to me cause where I want to be is closer to you put your little hand into my hand throw
(by John Hiatt) My baby's gone and I don't know why She let out this morning like a rusty shot in a hollow sky Left me without warning sooner than
(by Led Zeppelin) Dancing days are here again As the summer evenings grow I got my flower, I got my power I got a woman who knows. CHORUS I said
Sunday morning paper dated 1992 There are cowboys in my kitchen empty bottles on the roof I've been trying to quit these cigarettes I've been trying
Albert's always sincere, he's a sensitive type His intentions are clear, he wanna be well-liked If everything is nothing, then are we anything? Is it
(by Robyn Hitchcock & The Egyptians) There's a house burning down on the radio, but We're in luck, we don't mind, we're as far as I can tell Everyone