It must have been love
But it’s over now
It must have been good
But I lost it somehow
I’ve been through diamonds
I’ve been through minks
I’ve been through it all
Love stinks
Bite my lip and close my eyes
Take me away to paradise
I’m so damn bored I’m going blind
And I smell like shit
Now I’m falling backwards
With broken wings I know I’ll die
Running blind
Running blind
Somebody help me see, I’m running blind
And if I only could,
I’d make a deal with God,
And I’d get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building,
Say, if I only could, oh…
Running hard towards what used to be
Losing ground in changes sliding endlessly
Reaching out for things you want to see
Find reflections of insane reality
I’m starting with the man in the mirror
I’m asking him to change his ways
And no message could have been any clearer
If you want to make the world a better place
Take a look at yourself, and then make a change
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
(Turn and face the strange)
Ch-ch-changes
Pretty soon now you’re gonna get older
Time may change me
But I can’t trace time
Rebel Rebel, you’ve torn your dress
Rebel Rebel, your face is a mess
Rebel Rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so!
She gets too hungry to wait for dinner at eight
She loves the theatre but never comes late
She’d never bother with people she’d hate
That’s why the lady is a tramp
My little China girl
You shouldn’t mess with me
I’ll ruin everything you are
I’ll give you television
I’ll give you eyes of blue
I’ll give you man who wants to rule the world
Which came as some surprise I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone, a long, long time ago
Oh no, not me
I never lost control
You’re face to face
With the man who sold the world
Well I drunk a lot of wine
And I’m feeling fine
Gonna race some cat to bed
Is this concrete all around
Or is it in my head
Oh brother you guessed I’m a dude
All the young dudes
Carry the news
Boogaloo dudes
Carry the news
I read the news today oh boy
About a lucky man who made the grade
And though the news was rather sad
Well I just had to laugh
[OK, Beatles then…<shrug>]
It’s been a hard day’s night, and I been working like a dog
It’s been a hard day’s night, I should be sleeping like a log
But when I get home to you I find the things that you do
Will make me feel alright
Workin’ for a livin’ (workin’)
Workin’ for a livin’ (workin’)
Workin’ for a livin’, livin’ and workin’
I’m taking what they giving ‘cause I’m working for a livin’
Take this job and shove it
I ain’t working here no more
My woman done left and took all the reasons
I was working for
Let’s dance put on your red shoes
and dance the blues
Let’s dance to the song
they’re playin’ on the radio
Daddy won a radio
He tuned it to a country show
I was rocking in the cradle to the crying of a steel guitar
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