I'm stoned in the twilight Screaming on the inside Give me your water, help me survive Gonna miss the sunlight When I lose my eyesight Give me my red
Tread on my face if you like little lady Turn me inside out if you have to baby But don't you cross me off your list I am young and I ain't never been
I pulled out my Stage Coach Times And I read the latest news I tapped my feet in dumb surprise And of course I saw they knew The Pinkertons pulled out
Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby Ain't nothing like the real thing Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby Ain't nothing like the real thing
I believe in love, it's all we got Love has no boundaries, costs nothing to touch War makes money, cancer sleeps Curled up in my father and that means
There was a face on a hoarding that someone had drawn on And just enough time for the night to pass by without warning Away in the distance there's a
Hey kids, shake it loose together The spotlight's hitting something That's been known to change the weather We'll kill the fatted calf tonight So stick
Now I saw you talking to a cute little slip of a sailor And it looked at first like the whole thing would end as a failure He had a thing about a quarter
Take the wheel I hear the timbers creaking Take the wheel I think this ship is sinking Jamaica seems so far and I've been thinking Old Billy Bones has
I'm going on the circuit, I'm doing all the clubs And I really need a song boys to stir those workers up And get their wives to sing it with me just
Deep inside my soul fights a war I can't explain, I can't cross over any more All I see are dirty faces Rain and wire, and common sense in pieces But
I gotta quit this habit It's like some drug for you You've been my sweet sweet addict I've been your little white boy blue You've got the same obsession
Hey you, you're a child in my head You haven't walked yet Your first words have yet to be said But I swear you'll be blessed I know you're still just
Your old man got mad when I told him we were leaving He cursed and he raged and he swore at the ceiling He called you his child, said honey get wise
Blue eyes Baby's got blue eyes Like a deep blue sea On a blue blue day Blue eyes Baby's got blue eyes When the morning comes I'll be far away And I say
Music by Elton John Lyrics by Bernie Taupin He wasn't famous but I sure did love him I've got his picture in a little frame He lost his life to a big
Crime in the streets I read about it everyday in the papers Justice needs and justice wants But just in times, yes, too late here Feels like I wasn't
Holy Moses I have been removed I have seen the spectre he has been here too Distant cousin from down the line Brand of people who ain't my kind Holy