I bought an A to Z guide book
Trying to find the clubs and YMCA’s
When you ask in a strange town
They say don’t know, don’t care
And I’ve got to go, mate
People are strange when you’re a stranger
Faces look ugly when you’re alone
Women seem wicked when you’re unwanted
Streets are uneven when you’re down
When you’re strange, faces come out of the rain
The world today is such a wicked thing
Fighting going on between the human race
People got to work just to earn their bread
While people just across the sea are counting their dead
Procession moves on, the shouting is over,
Praise to the glory of loved ones now gone.
Talking aloud as they sit round their tables,
Scattering flowers washed down by the rain.
Dead !
Wipe Out!
Tequila!
[Refresh first, John…]
Beer Barrel Polka
Ignoring John DiFool, who appears to think he’s in the song titles thresd…
Jose Cuervo, you are a friend of mine
I like to drink you with a little salt and lime
Did I kiss all the cowboys? Did I shoot out the lights?
Did I dance on the bar? Did I start a fight?
The Cuervo Gold
The fine Colombian
Make tonight a wonderful thing
Tonights the night
It’s gonna be alright
Cause I love you girl
Ain’t nobody gonna stop us now
Don’t tell me not to fly
I simply got to
If someone takes a spill
It’s me and not you
Who told you
You’re allowed to rain on my parade
Hey you called and told me this again
All I know is inside out
I can’t believe it
No easy way down
[Band’s name is Rain Parade, btw…]
Hey, baby
There ain’t no easy way out
Hey, I will stand my ground
And I won’t back down
Move bitch! Get out the way! Get out the way bitch, get out the way!
[OK, Petty…]
Don’t come around here no more
Don’t come around here no more
Whatever you’re looking for
Hey! don’t come around here no more
They say, stay away,
Don’t want you home today,
Keep away from our door,
Don’t come 'round here no more.
Go 'way from my window
Leave at your own chosen speed
I’m not the one you want, babe
I’m not the one you need
Pyjamas lyin’ side by side
Ladies nighties I have spied
I’ve often seen what goes inside
When I’m cleanin’ windows
Moses by the seaside in 1974
Listens to the music of the skyscraper carnivores
There’s someone outside, they’re trying to get in
Mirror denies it, I couldn’t wake up this morn