Thus all fairy stories end only an actress would pretend Affairs of state are her latest play, eight shows a week, two matinees My how the worm begins
, out of my mind, leaving you behind Why are we obsessed with possessions here on earth? Go and take a look at the flowers and the birds God is always taking care
If it?s not one thing Then I?m not waiting I spent half the time offering apologies Can?t let a miracle Pass me by anymore Christ, I gave up my days
Intro So many kinds were can we start? We like them dumb and we like them smart I like the ones with the pretty eyes Well, I like all kinds of guys! Stop
They put a rifle in my hand it's hard for a 16 year old to understand their masterplan Why I'm supposed to die or kill a man instead of them Things that
That tastes horrible!!!!!! (Ahhhh, my face!)
Fee fi fo fum I smell the blood of Nazi scum I want my dad and I want my mum A Sherman tank and a load of guns If love is the answer What was the question
I said I'd never forget your face vaulted away inside my head and memories never seem to fade you were the best part of my life:my last regret Now
Everyone is doing Doing what he can Rebel like he wants to Skanking like them want Everyone is fighting Fighting for their liberties Wanting the best
As for me it?s getting down to the last unspoken part When you must begin to ease the pain of a broken heart Tell me why should I even care if I have
Some of my otherwise brilliant and productive friends (like scoundrels and their flags) take final refuge in character assainations; they ignore the issue
And it?s none of my business I got a weakness, can I beat this? The autumn leaves falling in the breeze Are not my fault There's a storm over yonder,
well there's somethin that I like about a honky tonk whiskey drinkin cowboys and lonesome country songs wonderin if I'll fall in love or if I won't well
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4 I like to wake up on a Saturday, say 'Hello you' A cup of coffee and I smoke a cigarette or two Never had it so good, never got it,
And in plays to write the wire in I'll come back again Torching time talking rhymes in I'll come back again Would you like to play With the thought of
ahead and thought it through Yelling 'til you turn blue But you better call that bluff before it goes ahead and calls you And I really don't care whose
Magnified up close, in a pickle jar Is the last hope the world has, yeah, yeah Thinkin' that his head surely would explode His thoughts go deeper than
The tears suspend. Smiles are not more than (empty love) Locked doors can keep you alone Forever paint words (from your lips) in a house that's no