Any trick in the book now, baby, all that I can find
Superman or Green Lantern ain’t got a-nothin’ on me
I can make like a turtle and dive for your pearls in the sea, yeah!
A you can just sit there a-thinking on your velvet throne
'bout all the rainbows a-you can a-have for your own
'Cause I made my mind up you’re going to be mine
You don’t tug on Superman’s cape,
You don’t spit into the wind,
You don’t pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger,
And you don’t mess around with Jim.
Now this band’s going to play from nine to one.
Everybody here’s gonna have some fun,
Doing the Mess Around.
Oh, doing the Mess Around.
They’re doing the Mess Around,
Everybody’s doing the Mess Around!
I remember when you were down
You would always come running to me
I never denied you and I would guide you
Through all of your difficulties
Now I’m calling all citizens from all over the world
This is Captain America calling
I bailed you out when you were down on your knees
So will you catch me now I’m falling…
I believe when I fall in love
With you–it will be forever
I believe when I fall in love
This time it will be forever
Love, love will keep us together
Think of me, babe, whenever
Some sweet talking girl comes around
Talking me down
Hear with your heart and you won’t hear a sound.
Well you could burn me up with evil eyes
and you know I’m gonna to stick by you
and you could cut me down and tell me lies
and you know I’ll still be true
cause in a cold and lonely world like this
there’s a lot of things you can’t predict
and when you spend your last two dimes
and trouble’s trailing close behind
you’ll find I’m gonna be there too
Evil eyes evil eyes take your lies
Evil eyes you’re a thin disguise for what you are evil eyes
Say that you never the’ll follow forever 'cause they’re evil eyes
Evil evil evil evil evil evil eyes
ou’ve got to change your evil ways, baby
Before I stop lovin’ you
You’ve got to change, baby
And every word that I say is true
You got me runnin’ and hidin’ all over town
You got me sneakin’ and a-peepin’ and runnin’ you down
This can’t go on, Lord knows you got to change, baby
Do you wanna change
Or do you wanna stay the same
You got me running rings around the night again
Do you wanna feel
Or do you wanna feel the same
Don’t let them tell you, you’ll never change the game
Something’s going on, don’t let it die
Something’s going on, accept it don’t deny
Something’s going on, don’t let it die
Something’s going on
You know I woke up this mornin’ people
the first thing I did was to look into your eyes
in that space where I used to find so much truthfulness
there was a stone cold pack of lies
You know that somethin’ goin’ on
Somethin’ goin’ on and I don’t know what it is
Somethin’s goin’ on people
All right
Woke up this morning
Felt around for my shoes
That’s when I knew I had those
Walkin’ blues
Early one morning the sun was shining
I was laying in bed
Wondering if she’d changed it all
If her hair was still red
Her folks they said our lives together
Sure was gonna be rough
They never did like Mama’s homemade dress
Papa’s bankbook wasn’t big enough
And I was standing on the side of the road
Rain falling on my shoes
Heading out for the East Coast
Lord knows I’ve paid some dues getting through
Tangled up in blue.
I fell in love with A gal I thought was kind.
Fell in love with A gal I thought was kind.
She made me lose ma money
An’ almost lose ma mind.
Weary, weary, Weary early in de morn.
Weary, weary, Early, early in de morn.
I’s so weary I wish I’d never been born.
I was born with a plastic spoon in my mouth,
The north side of my town faced east,
And the east was facing south.
She came in through the bathroom window
Protected by a silver spoon
But now she sucks her thumb and wanders
By the banks of her own lagoon
Druscilla Penny, how’s your head?
Do you ever wake up lonely in the night?
It isn’t easy for a girl
when she can’t decide if love is wrong or right
I hope I live to see a change,
could you ever really love?
Ever really care?
Ever really get it together?
No.
If lovin’ you is wrong
I don’t wanna be right.
You may be right
I may be crazy
But it just may be a lunatic you’re looking for
The lunatic is in the hall
the lunatics are in the hall
the paper holds their folded faces to the floor
and every day the paper boy brings more
And if the dam breaks open many years too soon
and if there is no room upon the hill
and if your head explodes with dark forbodings too
I’ll see you on the dark side of the moon