Baby, you're cool And even though you've never been to school I know you're fine but then you change your mind Then you start on driftin' and fall on
I'm going home to the town where I was born where little children laughed as they sang a happy song in the little town of Ceylon, Ceylon city, Ceylon
Why don't you come over? It's lonely at the wooden lodge Why don't you come and see our baby? You haven't seen her for so long Come on baby, shift that
Well here comes my wife and that's the story of my life she haunts me though she don't want me She follows badly in disguise but it's not hard to recognize
In the blackness of the night I seem to wander endlessly with a hope burning out deep inside I'm a fugitive, community has driven me out For this bad
While lookin' into my drawer only yesterday you know, the things that I saw made me cry I saw the pictures and letters, I should have known better than
I've been pushed around made to look a clown but now, now I know it is time for me to start to grow I'm gonna be king I'm gonna see things right I'm
I'm so sleepy, yeah I'm so sleepy, yeah I could lay my head on a piece of lead and imagine it was a springy bed 'cause I'm sleepy, sleepy soon I'm gonna
You left me wearing nothing but a shell You left me wearing nothing but a shell This feeling you've left me, is the image of hell I thought that you
I work in the mornin', I work in the night the men on the block, they just laugh at me I work in the mornin', I work in the night the men on the block
See the funny little people running 'round in circles throwing bombs as they do See the funny side of it they're heading straight for you See the funny
Lovely city, when do you laugh? Stoney people, what do you have? Well, you ride around on a bright shiny cloud and you think that you've found true
There is a wind, my Billy, and it's awful strong Come for you, and anyone who's helped you along. But I want to live, live, live and let the stars shine
Well, first I have to tell you that I'm not insane and that once I was a famous archaeologist {named} {who ran} a recent expedition in a distant land
I would have given you all of my heart but there's someone who's torn it apart and she's taking almost all that I've got but if you want, I'll try to
Slowly let me tell you a story of a tree an apple tree, Once in a summertime garden lived a little apple tree and the man who owned it wanted it to
The view from the top can be oh so very lonely and you can be missing such a lot that could be yours Why can't I stop forgetting myself? Why am I always
You cut me deep, but now i'm gonna see you weep, yeah this broken man is gonna do the best he can, yeah I'll see you pay, before I give you my heart
