Isn’t it rich? Aren’t we a pair?
Me with my feet at last on the ground
You in midair.
But where are the clowns?
Gone to Mexico.
Buenos tardes amigo
Hola my good friend
Cinco de Mayo is on Tuesday
And I hoped we’d see each other again
Don’t it always seem to go
That you don’t know what you’ve got
‘Til it’s gone
You can’t always get what you want,
But if you try sometimes you might find
You get what you need
Freedom of choice
Is what you got
Freedom from choice
Is what you want
Someone to shame us
someone to follow
someone to blame us
some brave Apollo
someone to rule us
someone like you:
We want you Big Brother
Mother don’t worry, Mother don’t fuss.
Big Brother will take care of us.
He’s like one of our own family.
Big Brother takes care of me.
Every breath you take,
Every move you make,
Every step you take,
I’ll be watching you
The boys watch the girls while the girls watch the boys who watch the girls go by
Eye to eye, they solemnly convene to make the scene
Back home again in Indiana…
Hey it’s good to be back home again.
Sometimes this old farm feels like a long-lost friend.
I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
Wake up, Maggie, I think I got something to say to you
I get allergic smelling hay!
Hey look me over, lend me an ear
Fresh out of clover, mortgage up to here
Starry, Starry Night.
Paint your palette blue and grey
Look out on a summer’s day
with eyes that know the
darkness in my soul.
Goodbye my friend, it’s hard to die,
When all the birds are singing in the sky.
Now that the spring is in the air,
Pretty girls are everywhere,
When you see them I’ll be there.
Bye bye life. Bye bye happiness.
Hello loneliness. I think I’m gonna die.
So, barmaid bring a pitcher - another round of brew
Honey…why don’t we get drunk and screw