pumpkin I can tell by the way you roll You must be daddy's little pumpkin I can tell by the way you roll Why it's quarter past eleven And you're sleeping on
If I could make my living going fishing Then I would make my living with a line and pole Put food on the table pay the money to the landlord Buy some
When I woke up this morning, things were lookin' bad Seem like total silence was the only friend I had Bowl of oatmeal tried to stare me down... and
don't move me" He hiked up his pants and he went to a movie On his thirteenth birthday he saw "Rebel without a Cause" He went straight on home and invented
named Elizabeth She was the fairer of the two While the smaller and more fragile one was named Marie Having never seen white girls before And living on
Mocca man in a wigwam sitting on a Reservation. With a big black hole in the belly of his soul Waiting on an explanation While the white man sits on his
fence post Staring each other down Nothing but a big bunch of nothing Driving me insane Cause there ain't no voice that's louder Than the one inside my brain Hey you go on Go on
her Why there was never really any doubt Every time he lights a candle Or blows a candle out The scientific nature of the ordinary man Is to go on out
you'll be on your own. He had plenty of Cuban bananas and loads of Spam But he found great difficulty trying to open the can One day he slipped on a
me what I'm doin' here? Somebody ask me what I'm doin' here? A boneless breast and a crispy thigh Sittin' at the bar n' giving me the eye Black crows on
alone On somewhere else bound, Smokey Mountain Greyhound She bows her head down, hummin' lullabies 'Your daddy never, meant to hurt you ever' 'He just don't live
Is there ever enough space between us To keep us both honest and true? Why is it so hard just to sit in the yard And stare at the sky so blue? I've got
girl meets a guy A car passes by The moon shines down on a tree A kid in the park Should have been home by dark You mean so much to me The snow on
the drifting snow It's times like these when the temperatures freeze I sit alone just looking at the world through a storm window And down on the beach
Sadness leaks through tear-stained cheeks From winos to dime-store Jews Probably don't know they give me These late John Garfield blues Midnight fell on
A girl meets a guy A car passes by The moon shines down on a tree A kid in the park Should have been home by dark You mean so much to me The snow on
On somewhere else bound, Smokey Mountain Greyhound She bows her head down, hummin' lullabies "Your daddy never, meant to hurt you ever He just don't live
