Tekster:
The Morning Of A Beautiful Place Not A Beautiful Face

were from the beginning. (You were a champ at making up a face.) At least he'll play his part in the role I've always wanted when the curtain closes hopefully a

were from the beginning. (You were a champ at making up a face.) At least he'll play his part in the role I've always wanted when the curtain closes hopefully a

re running. Down at the edge, round by the corner, Not right away, not right away. Close to the edge, down by a river, Not right away, not right away

Prison about six inna morning Uneasy as they pushed her to the second floor in a cell, one cot, no window, facing hell. Put in the basement of a prison

still so mean He says I'm being lazy but I'm not I'm just can't find any ideas I mean I'm just not Let's face it Going to get any ideas up at the office

The bassman had a bust From back home in a raid So it was just me and Shorty Standing on main parade We liquidized our assets In a bar and did not

be as free as a bird Every voice would be a voice to be heard Take my word we would treasure each day that occurred My world would be a beautiful place

be as free as a bird. Every voice would be a voice to be heard, take my word we would treasure each day that occurred. My world would be a beautiful place

morning winds carries the guild of the night Hands it out and sighs, angel like faces conseal Masters and slaves, driven by the same Caught in a world