Can’t you hear me knockin’, ahh, are you safe asleep?
Can’t you hear me knockin’, yeah, down the gas light street, now
Can’t you hear me knockin’, yeah, throw me down the keys
Golden slumbers fill your eyes,
Smiles await you when you rise,
Sleep, little darling, do not cry,
And I will sing a lullaby.
Somebody shake me
Wake me, when it’s over, when it’s over
Somebody tell me that I’m dreamin’
And wake me when it’s over, when it’s ove
Wake me up before you go go,
Don’t leave me hanging on like a yo-yo.
Wake me up before you go go,
I don’t want to miss it when you hit that high
Go cat go
The cat’s in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little Boy Blue and the man in the moon
are we on repeatsilver threads and golden needles…
He has a powerful weapon
He charges a million a shot,
An assassin that’s second to none,
The man with the golden gun.
I am the assassin, with tongue forged from eloquence
I am the assassin, providing your nemesis
Shot through the heart
And you’re to blame
Darlin’, you give love a bad name
Well they shot you point blank
You been shot in the back
Baby point blank
You been fooled this time little girl that’s a fact
Right between the eyes baby, point blank right between the pretty lies that they tell
Little girl you fell
I shot the sheriff
I’m a cop killer, better you than me
Cop killer, fuck police brutality
Wow that escaladed lovely Rita…meter maid
Wasted away again in Margaritaville,
Searchin’ for my lost shaker of salt.
Some people claim that there’s a woman to blame,
But I know it’s nobody’s fault.
From the park you hear the happy sound of a carousel
Mmm, you can almost taste the hot dogs and french fries they sell
Under the boardwalk, down by the sea, yeah
On a blanket with my baby is where I’ll be
I’m sittin’ on the dock of the bay
Watching the tide roll away
Ooo, I’m just sittin’ on the dock of the bay
Wastin’ time…
This summer I swam in a public place
And a reservoir to boot
At the latter I was informal
At the former I wore my suit
This summer I did swan dives
And jackknives for you all
And once when you weren’t looking
I did a cannonball
Hhmmmmhmmhhhhmmmmhhhmm…I am humming music to the ballet ‘Swan Lake’
Back before my knees were blue
Backs broke bending in a step for two
For years we had been one with the stars
A pas de deux of reknown
Now I’m a weaver
Wall-hangings if you please
In every one I feature
A dancer with bruised knees