Fish all day sleep all night
Father never lets her out of his sight
Soon I’m gonna have to get my knife
And cut that rope, cut that rope
So we can go fishin’ in my little red boat
Make you happy in my little red boat, so
Come on down to my boat baby
Come on down where we can play
Come on down to my boat baby
Come on down we’ll sail away
I’m a lumberjack
And I’m OK
I sleep all night and I work all day
(He’s a lumberjack
And he’s OK
He sleeps all night and he works all day)
Hey, I’m not complaining 'cause I really need the work
But hitting up my buddy’s got me feeling like a jerk
Hundred dollar car note, two hundred rent
I get a check on Friday, but it’s already spent
Workin’ for a livin’ (Workin’)
Workin’ for a livin’ (Workin’)
Workin’ for a livin’, livin’ and a-workin’
I’m taking what they giving ‘cause I’m working for a livin’
Everybody is workin’ for the weekend
Everybody wants a new romance, hey-yeah, hey-hey
Everybody is goin’ off the deep end
Everybody needs a second chance, oh
Everybody’s got something to hide except for me and my monkey
Hey, you’ve got to hide your love away.
Better hide your heart, better hold on tight
Say your prayers, 'cause there’s trouble tonight
When pride and love battle with desire
Better hide your heart, 'cause you’re playing with fire
You better run all day
And run all night
Keep your dirty feelings
Deep inside
And if you’re taking your girlfriend
Out tonight
You’d better park the car
Well out of sight
Cause if they catch you in the back seat
Trying to pick her locks
They’re gonna send you back to mother
In a cardboard box
You better run
I found my thrill on Blueberry Hill.
(Hold me, thrill me)
Never, never, never let me go
(Hold me, thrill me)
Never, never, never let me go
(Hold me, thrill me)
Never, never, never let me go
Or you can kiss me on a Wednesday a Thursday
A Friday and Saturday is best
But never ever on a Sunday, a Sunday, a Sunday
'Cause that’s my day of rest
May God bless you and grant you long lives.
(May the Lord fulfill our Sabbath prayer for you.)
May God make you good mothers and wives.
(May He send you husbands who will care for you.)
Say your prayers, little one
Don’t forget, my son
To include everyone
I tuck you in, warm within
Keep you free from sin
'Til the sandman, he comes
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
Make him the cutest that I’ve ever seen
Give him two lips like roses and clover
Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over
Sandman, I’m so alone
Don’t have nobody to call my own
Please turn on your magic beam
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
And I understand you’ve been running from the man
Who goes by the name of the Sandman.
He rides the sky like an eagle in the eye
Of a hurricane that’s abandoned.
Once again there is pain, I bring flames, I bring cold
I’m the Blood Red Sandman coming home
On this unholy night I will make you my own
Blood Red Sandman coming home again
I’m coming home again
Scream all you want, you won’t wake up when you scream
No one leaves… The Monsterican Dream
Love is a burnin’ thing
And it makes a fiery ring
Bound by wild desire
I fell into a ring of fire
I fell into a burnin’ ring of fire
I went down, down, down
And the flames went higher
And it burns, burns, burns
The ring of fire, the ring of fire
Alright
Now dig this, baby
You don’t care for me
I don’t care about that
You got a new fool
Hah, I like it like that
I have only one burnin’ desire
Let me stand next to your fire
But what a fool believes, he sees
No wise man has the power to reason away
What seems to be
Is always better than nothing
Than nothing at all
Nothing from nothing leaves nothing
You’ve got to have something
If you want to be with me