She can’t help it if she’s made that way
She’s not to blame if they look her way
She ain’t really trying to cause a scene
It just comes naturally
The magazines always show her smilin’
So perfect in every way
But in the night
I hear a young girl cryin’
She’s got it all
She’s got it made
She’s a looker
That’s what they say
She looks good but her boyfriend says she’s a mess, she a mess, she’s a mess
Yeah the girl is stressed
She’s come undone
She found a mountain that was far too high
And when she found out she couldn’t fly
It was too late
I spoke about wings
You just flew
I wondered, I guessed and tried
You just know
For just a Skyline Pigeon,
Dreaming of the open,
Waiting for the day, that he can spread his wings,
And fly away again.
Fly away, skyline pigeon fly,
Towards the dreams you’ve left so very far behind.
And here, she’s acting happy
Inside her handsome home
And me, I’m flying in my taxi
Taking tips, and getting stoned
I go flying so high, when I’m stoned
But I laid around a bit
Then I had another hit
Then I rolled myself a bauma
Then I thought about my mama
Then I fooled around, played around
Jacked around a while and then
I got stoned and I missed it
I got stoned and I missed it
I got stoned and it rolled right by
I got stoned and I missed it
I got stoned and I missed it
I got stoned oh me oh my
I don’t cry when my dog runs away
I don’t get angry at the bills I have to pay
I don’t get angry when my mom smokes pot
Hits the bottle and goes back to the rock
I am a rock, I am an island
Islands in the stream
That is what we are
No one in between
How can we be wrong
(going the rock direction was just too easy)
They smashed through the clouds into the light of the moon
Their steeds were full charging, called destruction and doom
'Twas as if all hell had broke loose on this night
And all in all it was a terrible sight
Now we are taken unto the island of domination
If the button is pushed, there’s no running away,
There’ll be no one to save with the world in a grave,
Take a look around you, boy, it’s bound to scare you, boy,
And you tell me over and over and over again my friend,
Ah, you don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction.
Boy, you’re gonna carry that weight a long time…
I pulled into Nazareth, was feeling 'bout half past dead,
I just need some place where I can lay my head,
Hey, mister, can you tell me, where a man might find a bed?
He just grinned and shook my hand, “No” was all he said.
Away in a manger
No crib for a bed
The little Lord Jesus
Lay down his sweet head.
I don’t care what they may say
I don’t care what they may do
I don’t care what they may say
Jesus is still alright
Jesus shall reign where’er the sun
Does his successive journeys run,
His kingdom stretch from shore to shore
Till moons shall wax and wane no more.
Oh, sinnerman, where you gonna run to?
Sinnerman where you gonna run to?
Where you gonna run to?
All on that day
Never been a sinner I never sinned
I got a friend in Jesus
So you know that when I die
He’s gonna set me up with
The spirit in the sky