[I’m tired and in need of a quick nap, so here we go with the obvious…]
Some people call me the space cowboy, yeah
Some call me the gangster of love
Some people call me Maurice
'Cause I speak of the pompatus of love
People talk about me, baby
Say I’m doin’ you wrong, doin’ you wrong
Well, don’t you worry, baby, don’t worry
'Cause I’m right here, right here, right here, right here at home
‘Cause I’m a picker, I’m a grinner
I’m a lover and I’m a sinner
I play my music in the sun
I’m a joker, I’m a smoker
I’m a midnight toker
I get my lovin’ on the run
Woo-hoo, woo-hoo
One toke over the line sweet Jesus
One toke over the line
Sittin’ downtown in a railway station
One toke over the line
Awaitin’ for the train that goes home, sweet Mary
Hopin’ that the train is on time
Sittin’ downtown in a railway station
One toke over the line
Whoooo do you love, I hope it’s me
I’ve been a changin’, as you can plainly see
I felt the joy and I learned about the pain that my momma said
If I should choose to make a part of me, surely strike me dead
Now I’m one toke over the line sweet Jesus
One toke over the line
Sittin’ downtown in a railway station
One toke over the line
I’m waitin’ for the train that goes home sweet Mary
Hopin’ that the train is on time
Sittin’ downtown in a railway station
One toke over the line
I was gonna clean my room until I got high
I was gonna get up and find the broom but then I got high
my room is still messed up and I know why (why man?) yea heyy,
Buy a broom, buy a broom broom
Buy a broom, buy a broom
Won’t you buy of this wandering Bavarian a broom
Twill keep off the flies, that come to annoy you
You’ll find it quite useful by night and by day
Nice car
Ah, I love those Bavarians
So meticulous
Y’know I remember when things were a lot more fun around here
When good was good and evil was evil
Before things got so fuzzy
Mocked by man to depths of shame
Little girl with life ahead
For a memory of one kind word
She would stay among the beasts
Time for one more daring dream
Before her escape, edenbeam
We kill with her own loving heart
Eva flies away
Dreams the world far away
In this cruel children’s game
There’s no friend to call her name
Eva sails away
Dreams the world far away
The Good in her will be my sunflower field
Oh I’ve been sailin’ ‘bout the seven seas
Lookin’ for somebodys who would sails wit’ me
Sail wit’ me
Sail wit’ me
By the sea, by the sea, by the beautiful sea,
You and I, you and I, oh! how happy we’ll be!
I do like to sit beside the seaside,
I do like to sit beside the sea.
I like to sit beside the side I like to sit beside
Beside the seaside by the beautiful sea!
Sittin’ in the morning sun
I’ll be sittin’ when the evening comes
Watching the ships roll in
Then I watch them roll away again, yeah
I’m sittin’ on the dock of the bay
Watchin’ the tide roll away, ooh
I’m just sittin’ on the dock of the bay
Wastin’ time
In the slipstream, of thoughtless thoughts
The light of all that’s good, the light of all that’s true
To the fringes gladly, I walk unadored
With gods and their creations
With filth and disease
Porcelina, she waits for me there
With seashell hissing lullabies
And whispers fathomed deep inside my own
Hidden thoughts and alibis
My secret thoughts come alive
Without a care in this whole world
Without a care in this whole world
Without a care in this life
It’s what you take that makes it right
And in my mind I’m everyone
In my mind I’m everyone
In my mind I’m every one of you
You make it right
It’s all alright
You make it right
Porcelina of the ocean’s blue
Do you like it? Can you see I made it just for you
Built a world beneath this star and sprinkled it with dew
The light’s a little red because the sun’s a little small
But I had to make a miracle so we could meet at all
I’ll build a stairway to Paradise
With a new step ev’ry day !
I’m gonna get there at any price;
Stand aside, I’m on my way !
I’ve got the blues
And up above it’s so fair.
Shoes ! Go on and carry me there !
I’ll build a stairway to Paradise
With a new step ev’ry day.
Flap like a birdie, step in time
Flap like a birdie, step in time
Never need a reason, never need a rhyme
Flap like a birdie, step in time
Me ol’ bam-boo, me ol’ bam-boo
You’d better never bother with me ol’ bam-boo.
You can have me hat or me bumbershoot,
But you’d better never bother with me ol’ bam-boo.
Flintstones. Meet the Flintstones.
They’re the modern stone age family.
From the town of Bedrock,
They’re a page right out of history.
Let’s ride with the family down the street.
Through the courtesy of Fred’s two feet.
When you’re with the Flintstones
you’ll have a yabba dabba doo time.
A dabba doo time.
You’ll have a gay old time.
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Let your heart be light
From now on
Our troubles will be out of sight (my Lord)
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Make the Yuletide gay
From now on
Our troubles will be miles away
Here we are as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more
Oh, why can’t every day be like Christmas
Why can’t that feeling go on endlessly
For if everyday could be just like Christmas
What a wonderful world this would be
And I don’t remember crying,
And I can’t recall your touch.
Cause I’d never be so stupid
As to open up so much.
Did I really say I need you?
No, the words just don’t ring true
Cause I don’t remember talking
And I don’t remember laughing
And I don’t remember wanting
And I don’t remember needing
I do not remember April
I do not remember Tuesday
And I don’t remember Christmas
And I don’t remember you.
Treat Her Gently
Treat Her Kind
She Doesn’t Even Know Her Own Mind
Treat Her Simply
Take It Slow
Make It Easy
And Let Her Know
You’ll Never Find Another Way
Here We Sit
Two Lonely Old People
Ekeing Our Lives Away
Bit By Bit
Two Lonely Old People
Keeping The Time Of Day