Once upon a time there was this boy, he lived in Omaha And he met this girl that lived so far away Well he tried his best at missing her But couldn't
I'm the mightiest slinger of them all! There is a time for war and a time for peace And a time to run and a time to split [Record Scratch out] "Getting
a wondrous secret, boy... a secret some would call a blessing, but which others would deem a grim curse. Aye, it all began a very long time ago... Memories
sail back home It was no star But a magna of illusion I mean by that The mirror found In the chamber of jade grown like a seed Deep within the ground
(Jack Bruce and Pete Brown) Upon this street where time has died. The golden treat you never tried. In times of old, in days gone by. If I could catch
night by the window of my mind there you are in the courtyard one last time the singing of a famous song I've never heard before a man without a
always does Some of them would be lost And some would sail back home It was no star but a magna of illusion I mean by that, the mirror found In the
stars danced above We would walk by the shore Watch the sheeps sail away Lovers need nothing more Just a new dream each day So we dreamed of a home
night By the window Of my mind There you are In the courtyard One last time The singing of a famous song, I've never heard before A man without a shadow
times Hard times, very hard times, Mr. Lindsay, Hard times and winter so croool: you have stopped my watch At the stroke of three and call for the police But there's a time
I'm the mightiest slinger of them all There is a time for war and a time for peace And a time to run and a time to split Getting dusty in the cellar
By jack bruce and pete brown Upon this street where time has died. The golden treat you never tried. In times of old, in days gone by. If I could catch
where they were lost, and slipped under forever, In a mud-cloud, mica-spangled, like the sky'd been breathing on a mirror Anyhow - I sat by your side, by
the best one at it anywhere. Drive a brand new car, be a movie star Size is all that counts, and there you are.a?? And I'm a seven-inch cowboy With a
they were lost, and slipped under forever, In a mud-cloud, mica-spangled, like the sky'd been breathing on a mirror Anyhow - I sat by your side, by