He had a stroke at the age of 24 It could have been a brilliant career Painting lines in a school that was too well known Painting lines with a friend
Hey people, looking out the window at the city below Hey people, looking out the window, full of fun and sorrow Hey people, looking out the window at
A mile and a half on a bus takes a long time The odor of old prison food takes a long time to pass you by Day upon day of this wandering gets you down
If you want me, I'll be there A boy to deal with all your problems But part of the deal Is for you to feel something If you want me look me up I don'
Seymour Stein, I've been lonely Caught a glimpse of someone's face It were mine and I'd been crying Half a world away, ticket for a plane Record company
Here comes the sun Here comes the sun And I say it's all right Little darling It's been a long, cold lonely winter Little darling It feels like years
I'm waiting for my man Got twenty-six dollars in my hand Up to Lexington, 125 Feel sick and dirty, more dead than alive I'm waiting for my man Hey, white
I could be sleeping, I could be dreaming I could have ordinary people Chasing me from town to town, mission impossible They've got a spy for every blink
L O V E, love, it's coming back, it's coming back L O V E, love, it's coming back, it's coming back Refer to our discussions, confirm the terms of our
Judy wrote the saddest song She showed it to a boy in school today Judy, where did you go wrong? You used to make me smile when I was down Judy was a
Me and the major could become close friends cause we Get on the same train and he wants to talk to me Me and the major could become close friends cause
Guess who just got back today Them wild-eyed boys that had been away Haven't changed, haven't much to say But man I still think them cats are crazy They
Something set me thinking when I opened up my eyes That there was nothing there to tell me, I'd been listening to lies But in silence there is truth,
Now I'm in a band, people try to make me do things Kiss arses and pay tribute But I'm inclined today to do those things anyway And I don't care who hears
Make me dance, I want to surrender Your familiar arms I remember We've been going transcontinental Got no car, we just take a rental But we don't have
There's a portrait in a back room Which I keep for days upon, which I relent And gaze for hours on the muscle skin and bone Of some imaginary friend
I will confess to you Because you made me think about the times You turn the picture on to me and I'll turn over The picture was a masterpiece of comic
Lisa's kissing men like a long walk home When the music stops Take a tip from me, don't go through the park When you're on your own, it's a long walk