Why don’t you do what you do when you did what you did to me?
Do, do, do what you done, done, done before, baby . . .
I can see clearly now, the rain is gone
Whooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaa! rain on meeeeeeeeeeeee, rain on me!
Bus stop, wet day, she’s there, I say, “Please share my umbrella.”
I’ve got a brand new combine harvester!
She purrs just like a kitten, she seems to throb with pride.
Gives you the feeling you’ve been taken for a ride.
Every time I want you near me
Seems you’re always somewhere else or out of time…
Sorry, I’m not happy with the one percent you give
Seems you’re everybody’s girl but mine…*
- copping to self-publishing here; this one might go on the third album
there ain’t nothing in the world can tear me away from my girl…
Ain’t no mountain high enough
Ain’t no river wide enough to keep me from you
I need to be at least 2,000 miles away from you, 2,000 miles away from youuuu
I would walk 500 miles and I would walk 500 more just to be the man who walked a thousand miles to fall down at your door.
And I would rather spend eternity eating shards of broken glass than to spend one more minute with you.
Do you really want to hurt me? Do you really want to make me cry?
Don’t cry, now that I’ve found you
Don’t cry, take a look around you
Reasons to be cheerful, part 1, 2, 3…
…four, five senses working over-time.
Time - He flexes like a whore
Falls wanking to the floor
His trick is you and me, boy
Oh Danny boy, the pipes the pipes are calling
From glen to glen and down the mountain side
Oh play me, some mountain music that grandma and grandpa used to play
Then float on down the river to a cajun hideaway