I'd like to meet the wandering jew who keeps his hands in his pockets for later He's always been there controlling the scene but in his new suit he looks
the summer And let December glow feel flames Brace myself and let go Start it over again in Mexico These friends, they don?t love you They just love the hotel suites
to hold you tight and my lips were burning too I've got plenty of everything but you I've got plenty money for a weddin' band and a pretty suit of blue
me where you are? I still hear your guitar play at every honkey tonk and bar Yeah luther? And late at night when I close my eyes I see black suits
I got an ol? blue shirt and it suits me just fine I like the way it feels so I wear it all the time I got an old guitar, won?t ever stay in tune I like
he outgrew his sequined suit Sold his Trailways bus Let his hair get a little too long His duck tails bit the dust His custom made, pearl-inlaid Guitar
've known I was mistaken When I thought that I'd be making A name for myself in Babylon Though I've tried to do my best The suit and ties are not impressed
of rip offs in my life The rip offs of the old and of the young The weak, the sick, the never known Stabbed repeatedly in the back by the Wall Street suit
No decoration on, no cake Nobody remembered this important date Guitar, pen, brain start to contemplate They're the only 3 here for this joyous celebration
(Waylon Jennings) Lord it's the same old thing Fiddle and guitar Where do we take it from here? Rhinestone suits new shiny car It's been the same way
band. Can he play the drums, or the clarinet, electric xylophone, or better yet, the euphonium or the clockwork flute? He's just standing there in a business suit
I can pick the fruit Off my backyard tree I could wear a suit Tell ya how it?s gonna be Put my name On my baby?s skin Picture of a heart With a permanent
dollars will you try to make my bed? if i pay you ten will you make me well instead? i love your baby baby harmonies you really brighten up my basement suite
your mouth shut till I'm gone Don't give me that old familiar cussin' moanin' groan understand your man Tidy your bad mouth and understand your man [ guitar ] You can give my other suits
blowin' goin' roarin' every night You'll find me struttin' my strot yes I'll be cuttin' the rug Don't wait up cause your monkey won't be home tonight [ guitar ] Whatever suits
the suit you like and a big bowtie We'll pretend we're happy though we know it's a lie So let's live a little before we say goodbye [ steel - guitar ]
at Home-Brew Studio, Ohio and at The Record Plant, Studio I (February 1-11th, `86) Lead Vocals: Graham Nash Drums, Synth Bass, Synth Guitar, Keyboards: Joe Vitale Lead Guitar
This is an evil generation I see with my eyes I seen ?em walking around in their suits And honey, I seen the ties Evil girls biting good girls Turning