And You May Find Yourself Living in a Shotgun Shack

Little pee-pee,
little to-oes…

Totally naked, baby, totally nude
Cuz if I want to, who’s gonna stop me?

I was complaining
I was down in the dumps
I feel so strong now since you
Pulled me up
Pulled me up up up up up up up up!

You oughta know not to stand by the window
Somebody see you up there…

Oh-oh-oh-oh
Hey hey hey hey
Heh-hey-hey!
Hey heh heh heh-heh hey!

The world was moving and she was right there with it
(and she was)

The sound of gunfire
off in the distance
I’m getting used to it now

I’m touched by your pleas
I value these moments

It’s like sitting on pins and needles
Things fall apart–it’s scientific

In 1950 when I was born
Papa couldn’t afford to buy us much
He said be proud of what you are
There’s something special 'bout people like us

People like us
(Who will answer the telephone)
People like us
(Growing as big as a house)
People like us
(Gonna make it because)

We don’t want freedom
We don’t want justice
We just want someone to love.

You start a conversation you can’t even finish.
You’re talking a lot but you’re not saying anything.
When I have nothing to say, my lips are sealed.

I don’t know what you people are talking about, I know the lyrics to “Same As It Ever Was”, but I don’t understand the madness.
To contribute the only way I know how:

Same as it ever was,
Look where my hand was.

Think of London, a small city
It’s dark – dark in the daytime
The people sleep, sleep in the daytime
If they want to, if they want to

Did I forget to mention, forget to mention Memphis?
Home of Elvis and the ancient Greeks.

Take me to the River…

. . .And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile.

Maybe you wonder where you are- I don’t care.

Sing into my mouth.
Out of all those kinds of people,
You got a face with a view.

Air can hurt you too.

The less we say about it the better.
Make it up as we go along.

Well, we know where we’re goin’
But we don’t know where we’ve been
And we know what we’re knowin’
But we can’t say what we’ve seen

And we’re not little children
And we know what we want
And the future is certain
Give us time to work it out.

How many people do you think I am
Pretend I am somebody else
You can pretend I’m an old millionaire
A millionaire washing his hands

AND

You start a conversation you can’t even finish it.
You’re talkin’ a lot, but you’re not sayin’ anything.
When I have nothing to say, my lips are sealed.
Say something once, why say it again?

AND

I’m tired of looking out the windows of the airplane
I’m tired of travelling, I want to be somewhere.
It’s not even worth talking
About those people down there.