He’s crazy if he thinks we’re coming back for him
He’s crazy if he thinks we’re coming back
He’s crazy if he thinks we’re coming back for him
He’s crazy anyway
You may be right
I may be crazy
But it just may be a lunatic you’re looking for
The lunatic is in the hall
The lunatics are in my hall.
The paper holds their folded faces to the floor.
And every day the paper boy brings more…
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
I saw the photograph
He blew his mind out in a car
I don’t know why I thought I should have some kind of
Divine right to the blues
It’s sympathy not tears people need when they’re the
Front page sad news.
I can’t believe the news today
I can’t close my eyes and make it go away
How long, how long must we sing this song ?
How long ? How long ?
Cause tonight, we can be as one, tonight
I said “one” for the money, “two” for the show, “three” to get ready
now, “go cats, go!”, but don’t you, step on my blue suede shoes…
Take off your shoes and throw them away,
Come back and get them another day
Barefootin’
We lay on the beach for a little while
I’ll put your clothes in a nice neat pile
You’re the cutest girl I’ve ever seen in my life
It’s all over now and with my knife…
Crying nobody, nobody, nobody knows
How much I love the maiden as I tear off her clothes
Crying nobody, nobody, nobody knows my pain
When I see that it’s risen, the full moon again
Don’t go around tonight,
Well, it’s bound to take your life,
There’s a bad moon on the rise.
The killing moon, has come too soon
Bright is the moon high in starlight
Chill in the air, cold as steel tonight
We shift
Call of the wild
Fear in your eyes
It’s later than you realized…
It’s getting late and while we wait
My poor heart aches on
Why keep the brakes on?
Let’s misbehave.
After all the sin we had
I was hoping that we’d turn bad
When we’re holding each other in the dark hours of the night
There are those who say it’s wrong but it’s right
Cause the way that we feel how much sin can it be
Lord it don’t feel like sinnin’ to me
It was good what we did yesterday
And I’d do it once again
The fact that you are married
Only proves that you’re my best friend
But it’s truly, truly a sin
Blue eyes
Baby’s got blue eyes
Like a deep blue sea
On a blue blue day
Blue eyes
Baby’s got blue eyes
When the morning comes
I’ll be far away
No one knows what it’s like
To be the bad man,
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
In the twilight glow I see her
Blue eyes crying in the rain
When we kissed goodbye and parted
I knew we’d never meet again