It's four in the morning, the end of December I'm writing you now just to see if you're better New York is cold, but I like where I'm living There's music
Summer's over You're going back to school I'm staying here Where else would I go? Watch the leaves turn Close up the swimming pool Winter comes in Sooner
Somewhere in the darkness, There?s a man they call The Skipper, fast asleep Dreaming of gold. Wakes before the sun does, Even though he?d rather stay
What angels found then lost again So big and round, such rare and sensuous blue Lady Aberlin?s muumuu A sweet repose, a place to hide Where I suppose
I still remember the words you said They were hard enough to leave a mark And now they echo inside my head As I spiral down into the dark I windmill upside
Is Bitter there? I'd rather talk to her than Disappointed Though she's not quite as fun as Good and Mad You better put her on She can change the game
Here you are at last To bring my cold lonely soul sweet release From my weary past Always searching, the one missing piece was you And I beg you, come
There’s a tall thin man standing in the shadows When he calls your name his voice is strong and clear It’s a dark and smoky place, so you can’t quite
He makes his way And hopes someday He'll find someone to love He sees a girl Her tail is curled He swims up close to her But he's a seahorse of course
LA face with the Oakland booty I like big butts and I cannot lie You other brothers can?t deny That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist And
All alone by the table of food in my wrinkled suit and my borrowed tie Only thinking of something to say in the moment after the girl goes by Everyone
Not far away in a place by the sea Something is watching and waiting for me Brookline Something isn’t right in Massachusetts Don’t stray out of Boston
This year has been a little crazy for the Andersons. You may recall we had some trouble last year. The robot council had us banished to an asteroid. That
You have put on your feety pajamas It's time for a long winter's nap There's a knock on the door and a stranger is there He wants you to sit on his
Code Monkey get up get coffee Code Monkey go to job Code Monkey have boring meeting With boring manager Rob Rob say Code Monkey very dilligent But his
guess I was skeptical when I first met Dr. Martin He said we could build a baby out of DNA And although it was expensive it was legal in the states
I guess you've noticed that my arms don't fit in my old suits I guess you've noticed that I'm eating lots of jungle fruits Anyway more than I used to
A voice like honey, no one else could fill his shoes The time and the weather, the headlines and the local news He lays it down with perfection and