Lonely, lonely
Tin can at my feet
Think I’ll kick it down the street
That’s the way to treat a friend
And don’t it seem like
Kicks just keep gettin’ harder to find
And all your kicks ain’t bringin’ you peace of mind
Before you find out it’s too late, girl
You better get straight
Oh I’ll be a good boy
Please make me well
I promise you anything
Get me out of this hell
Cold turkey has got me on the run
It’s beyond me
Help me, Mommy
I’ll be good, you’ll see
Take this dream away
Well, since she put me down I’ve been out doin’ in my head
I come in late at night and in the mornin’ I just lay in bed
Well, Rhonda you look so fine (Look so fine)
And I know it wouldn’t take much time
For you to help me, Rhonda
Help me get her out of my heart
Roxanne -
You don’t have to put on the red light
Overture, curtains, lights,
This is it, the night of nights
No more rehearsing and nursing a part
We know every part by heart
Overture, curtains, lights
This is it, you’ll hit the heights
And oh what heights we’ll hit
On with the show this is it
The overture is about to start
You cross your fingers and hold your heart
It’s curtain time and away we go
Another op’nin’, another show
We’re Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band
We hope you will enjoy the show
We’re Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band
Sit back and let the evening go
So put your hands together
And let’s really hear it for
Major Happy’s Up-and-Coming
Once Upon A Good Time Band
Temporary lay offs.
Good Times.
Easy credit rip offs.
Good Times.
Scratchin’ and survivin’.
Good Times.
Hangin’ in and jivin’*
Good Times.
Ain’t we lucky we got 'em
Good Times.
Let the good times roll
Let them knock you around
Let the good times roll
Let them make you a clown
Let them leave you up in the air
Let them brush your rock and roll hair
Let the good times roll
Let the good times roll, oh
Let the good times roll
Good times, these are the good times
Leave your cares behind, these are the good times
Good times, these are the good times
Our new state of mind, these are the good times
Your stare was holdin’, ripped jeans, skin was showin’
Hot night, wind was blowin’
Where you think you’re going, baby?
Hey, I just met you and this is crazy
But here’s my number, so call me, maybe
It’s hard to look right at you, baby
But here’s my number, so call me, maybe
Call me (Call me) on the line
Call me, call me any, anytime
Call me (Call me) I’ll arrive
You can call me any day or night
Call me
Goin’ out of my head over you
Out of my head over you
Out of my head day and night
Night and day and night
Wrong or right
And I can’t get it out of my head
No, I can’t get it out of my head
Now my old world is gone for dead
'Cause I can’t get it out of my head
No time ever seems right
To talk about the reasons why you and I fight
It’s high time to draw the line
Put an end to this game before it’s too late
Head games, it’s you and me baby
Head games, and I can’t take it anymore
Head games, I don’t wanna play the
Head games
We’re playing those mind games together
Pushing the barriers planting seeds
Playing the mind guerrilla
Chanting the Mantra peace on earth
We all been playing those mind games forever
Laughing on the bus, playing games with the faces
She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy
I said, be careful, his bowtie is really a camera