There?s a small town in the mountains where the streets are wide and still There are children making angels in the snow The sunset paints the sky at night
I lie below, you float above In the pretty white ships that I've been dreaming of And I'd like to swim beside you Getting dizzy in your wake Getting
When I was a young boy I’d follow the path Down past the dunes to the sea And there on the warm sandy beaches we’d lie The furry old lobsters and me
I hate California There's something out there I just don't get I know your friends out there must think I'm pretty strange Because I dress as if the
The time has come to celebrate my birthday We just redid the basement, couch and all You're all invited, even Mark Manelli Just leave your coats and
I haven?t thought of you in fifteen days and today I still won?t think of you And when I call you up and you?re not well I might not even care Every day
It's a sad and awful story And the shorter folks don't care I'm a man who's simply way too big to love Picture her, a tiny thing With tiny ribbons
Pathological monsters! cried the terrified mathematician Every one of them is a splinter in my eye I hate the Peano Space and the Koch Curve I fear
You used to laugh at me when I drove a Shriner's car You said it'd never fly that I'd never get this far I always knew that I would make it someday
I will wait a lifetime if it takes that long I know she's out there for I have heard her song In dreams she sings to me Her angel's voice a symphony
Kenesaw Mountain Landis was a bad mother fucker He was seventeen feet tall, he had a hundred and fifty wives He didn't do that much except he saved
Take a boat, take a plane Go to London, go to Spain Take a train from Amsterdam to Monaco Take a loved one if you think They enjoy things that stink
Heya Tom, it's Bob, from the office down the hall Good to see you buddy, how've you been? Thing have been okay for me except that I'm a zombie now I really
Once in a while I go out of my way To kill you a little I'm sick or your smile, your nothing to say Your monkey, your middle You see me overhead
We took the freeway out of town We found a place to settle down We bought a driveway and a swingset and a dog You got your very own bathroom I got my
Where did we go? When was the moment that we broke in two? I think I know In fact I am sure I can blame it on you I remember the first big surprise The
This was a triumph. I'm making a note here: HUGE SUCCESS. It's hard to overstate my satisfaction. Aperture Science. We do what we must because we can
We start the story when Mom met Dad And they danced all night and he took her home It might have been all the wine they had But they rolled the dice and