Well I ain’t feelin’ happy
About the state of things in my life
But I’m workin’ to make it better
With a six of Miller High Life
One day you could be looking
Through an old book in rainy weather
You see a picture of her smiling at you
When you were still together
Or you could be walking down the street
And who should you chance to meet
But that…Full lyrics on Google
But if you see me walking by, and the tears are in my eyes
Look away, baby, look away
If we meet on the street some day, and I don’t know what to say
Look away, baby, look away
Don’t look at me
I don’t want you to see me this way
Now look at them yo-yo’s, that’s the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTv
That ain’t workin’, that’s the way you do it
Money for nothin’ and chicks for free
Old MacDonald had a farm
E-I-E-I-O
And on his farm he had some chicks
E-I-E-I-O
With a chick chickhere
And a chick chick there
Here a chick, there a chick
Everywhere a chick chick.
Old MacDonald had a farm
E-I-E-I-O
I should have stayed on the farm
I should have listened to my old man
You know you can’t hold me forever
I didn’t sign up with you
I’m not a present for your friends to open
This boy’s too young to be singing, the blues
So goodbye yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
Well I never felt more like singin’ the blues
'Cause I never thought that I’d ever lose your love, dear
Why’d you do me this way?
Well I never felt more like cryin’ all night
‘Cause everything’s wrong and nothin’ ain’t right, without you
You got me singin’ the blues
Celie, she’s oppressed
Her spirit is all but gone
Her cry for help no one sees
No one sees her at all
So you say you like the blues
How about the pain that it took?
And I guess that’s why they call it the blues
Time on my hands could be time spent with you
Laughing like children, living like lovers
Rolling like thunder under the covers
And I guess that’s why they call it the blues
Undercover angel, midnight fantasy
I’ve never had a dream that made sweet love to me
Undercover angel, answer to my prayer
You made me know that there’s a love for me out there
(Somewhere) Yeah, somewhere
[love it when I can use the same song twice in two threads]
Is this where you’ve been?
Were you in fairer skies?
Searching for angel’s hands
Denying lower highs
The cauliflower ears
The crocodile tears
The hearts too hard for breaking
We hobble down to your undertow
The lunatic fringe by the Quackery
Miracle Sludge from the factory
Come to trouble the water
Angels and otters,
Psychosomatics cleaning their attics - they learn
Grace is the smell of rain
Lunatic fringe
We all know you’re out there
Can you feel the resistance
Can you feel the thunder
The lunatic is in my head
The lunatic is in my head
You raise the blade, you make the change
You rearrange me ’ till I’m sane
You lock the door
And throw away the key
There’s someone in my head but it’s not me
But maybe I’m crazy
Maybe you’re crazy
Maybe we’re crazy
Probably
Mental wounds not healing
Who and what’s to blame
I’m goin’ off the rails on a crazy train
I’m goin’ off the rails on a crazy train
Crazy, I’m crazy for feeling so lonely
I’m crazy, crazy for feeling so blue
I knew you’d love me as long as you wanted
And then someday you’d leave me for somebody new
Once a fool had a good part in the play
If it’s so would I still be here today
It’s quite peculiar in a funny sort of way
They think it’s very funny everything I say
Get a load of him, he’s so insane
You better get your coat dear
It looks like rain
We’ll come again next Thursday afternoon
The In-laws hope they’ll see you very soon
But is it in your conscience that you’re after
Another glimpse of the madman across the water
I’ll be your candle on the water
My love for you will always burn
I know you’re lost and drifting
But the clouds are lifting
Don’t give up, you have somewhere to turn
Admiral Halsey notified me
He had to have a berth or he couldn’t get to sea
I had another look and I had a cup of tea and a butter pie
(The butter wouldn’t melt so I put it in the pie)