Mem’ries light the corners of my mind
Misty water-colored memories of the way we were
Scattered pictures of the smiles we left behind
Smiles we gave to one another for the way we were
Can it be that it was all so simple then
Or has time re-written every line?
If we had the chance to do it all again
Tell me, would we? Could we?
Anyway, to cut a long story short
Fame finally found him
Mirrors became his torturers
Cameras snapped him at every chance
The women all went back to their homes
And their husbands
With secret smiles in the corners of their mouths
He ended up, like so many of them do
Back in the streets of New York City
In a soup queue
A dope fiend
A slave
Then prison
Then the mad house
Then the grave
Oh poor Larry
Face down this morning
Dawn of the damned
Bullet in my pocket
My brain was jammed
Dopefiend boogie
Dopefiend boogie
Dopefiend boogie
Alright alright alright
Let’s do some boogie!
All you other kids, with your pumped-up kicks
Better run, better run, outrun my gun
All you other kids, with your pumped-up kicks
Better run, better run, faster than my bullet
Here he comes, here comes Speed Racer
He’s a demon on wheels
He’s a demon and he’s gonna be chasing after someone
He’s gaining on you so you’d better look alive
He’s busy revving up the powerful Mach 5
And when the odds are against him and there’s dangerous work to do
You bet your life Speed Racer will see it through
Go Speed Racer!
Go Speed Racer!
Go Speed Racer Go!
In an airplane, I was flying
Just a flight attendant guy
I can be clumsy, and I stumbled
Out the door, into the sky
Now I am falling through the air
Wind and regret flow through my hair
All I can do right now is stare down at the ocean
Met this pretty young stewardess on a non-stop flight
She showed me to my seat and it was love at first sight
Now lately I’ve been flying to all kinds of places
That I never really wanted to go
'Cause I’ll do anything just to spend a little time
With the cutest flight attendant I know
You set my ever-lovin’ heart on fire, Airline Amy
Tell me I’m your favorite frequent flyer, Airline Amy
Found a little piece of heaven on a 747
And no one else can take me higher than Airline Amy
Standin’ at the airport, lookin’ down the strip
She was dryin’ her eyes, she was bitin’ her lip
Seven-four-seven
Just left from gate eleven
And there’s no turning 'round
‘Cause it’s just leaving the ground
And gettin’ higher, higher
I’m sittin’ in the railway station
Got a ticket for my destination
On a tour of one-night stands
My suitcase and guitar in hand
And every stop is neatly planned
For a poet and a one-man band
Long ago, and oh, so far away
I fell in love with you before the second show
Your guitar, it sounds so sweet and clear
But you’re not really here, it’s just the radio
Don’t you remember, you told me you loved me baby?
You said you’d be coming back this way again, baby
Baby, baby, baby, baby, oh baby
I love you, I really do
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sunburned hands I used to hold
Since you went away, the days grow long
And soon I’ll hear Old Winter’s song
But I miss you most of all, my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall
If the mandolin wind
Couldn’t change a thing
Then I know I love ya
Oh, the snow fell without a break
Buffalo died in the frozen fields, you know
Through the coldest winter in almost 14 years
I couldn’t believe you kept a smile
Now I can rest assured
Knowing that we’ve seen the worst
And I know I love ya
I got a lot of people trying to hunt me down
They’ll hang me over their mantle and they can show me off to the crowds
It’s a been a poison story about how they made me fall
The plaque’ll say a country singer, most rare of them all
He’s the most rare of them all
I used to be one in a million
Now I’m just a bastard son
You’ll never catch me alive
'Cause I’m always on the run
There’s no good place to die
No place I really call my home
That’s how I know I’m the last buffalo
Buffalo gals won’t you come out tonight
Come out tonight, come out tonight
Buffalo gals won’t you come out tonight
And we’ll dance by the light of the moon
I danced with a gal with a hole in her stocking
And her knees was a-knockin’ and her shoes was a’rockin’
I danced with a gal with a hole in her stocking
And we danced by the light of the moon
I’m just a Buffalo Soldier
In the heart of America
Stolen from Africa, brought to America
Said he was fighting on arrival
Fighting for survival
Said he was a Buffalo Soldier
Win the war for America
In America you’ll get food to eat
Won’t have to run through the jungle
And scuff up your feet
You’ll just sing about Jesus and drink wine all day
It’s great to be an American