I'm listening for you to speak to me, Of Green Days and Blue Nights, or at least nothing that even remotely, Reminds me of these Workhorse Days Blame
can't keep going I don't think that it's the end But I know we can't keep going But blue skies are coming Oh yeah, blue skies are coming Oh well, blue
beat up motor Start it up and head for the green Of endless countrysides And go somewhere I've never been I'll stop Kiss my blues
that I'm rich, but it'll slip I really whipped the Z doin' a hundred and thirty Come back doin 25 in a hunter Excursion Open mouth and it'll beam like
and he got it goin on To my Uptown crew, my nephew Hasi Boom on the tapes and all that To all the Uptown DJ's Ron G and Kid Capri and all of them for
: Like a blue bird with his heart removed, lonely as a train I've run just as far as I can run If I never see the good old days shinin' in the sun I'
rain Falling down like lonely teardrops Memories of love in vain These cloudy days, make you wanna cry It breaks your heart when someone leaves and you
: We?ve come too far; we can?t turn back, Have our good days, have our bad, When I?m feeling blue, And you say that I?m hurting you, We?ve tried
'm getting paper, I'm flashy They like me better when I'm fucked up and ashy My royalty check's the rebirth of Liberace Stunt so hard, everybody got to watch me And
days Till they need bandages on they knees like Pat Hueing's legs I'm always with the biscuit The only way I get blue balls is if a bitch had blue lipstick
I got X Method slabs and cocaine So the feds wanna search us like arabs boardin' tha planes I'm in tha range switchin' lanes Reminscin' on cans and sardines And
me hear your story Where do you come from, tell me of your early days Tell me of gladness, sorrows, was your winter long and cold? How did you let go? Tell me and
no need to complain Monday morning and it's time to go Wet trunks and schoolbooks and sand on my toes Do anything you can to dodge the bus-stop blues
they belong through adventure we are not adventuresome rage to share with a wardrobe mirror in a room so beige and cold can't ignore the train window days
: That summer fields grew high with foxglove stalks and ivy. Wild apple blossoms everywhere. Emerald green like none I have seen apart from dreams
left me out there in the cold days fading away I see you so near I hear your voice calling it calls me from these pages to you beyond the blue,
Oh and the sky so blue We never worried about anything We didn't question the nature of things We didn't want to know Talking in whispers and wondering