Hello little Martha There you stand with the stems of the roses still in your hand The seasons of time The weather, your face, you little Martha, there
I'm making sure another late night drags on Just one more drink, but you know I'm wrong Sooner or later, when everyone's gone You just shake your head
I was down and out, and living on my luck Even that was wearing thin Turned around one day and you were standing there, babe You made my life begin
can slam dance in heaven, it's iron After years of research these scientists couldn't figure How I acted like an ape, but evolved from a sinner The company
If you do, you'll be flogged in the morning, And although that we're single and free, We take great delight in our own company, We have no desire strange
man hears what he wants to hear And disregards the rest. When I left my home and family I was no more than a boy In the company of strangers In the quiet
: Misery likes company, I like the way that sounds I've been trying to find the meaning, so I can write it down Staring out the window, it's such a
: The last time I saw her Was the night she said good-bye She said that love's a stranger And it's sure to pass you by As she packed up her belongings
would help So I sat with him awhile then I asked him how he felt He said I think I'm cured No in fact I'm sure of it Thank you stranger, for your therapeutic
friends sense The madness carved in lines - upon your face Mmm, you're lonely and one night with me Won't wash that emptiness aside Your desperate cry for company Turns friends to strangers
one of your deals? when you can fall for chains of silver you can fall for chains of gold you can fall for pretty strangers and the promises they hold
keeps me company, When I need it, Voices beat through my walls, I don't think I'm gonna make it, Past to-mor-roow., [Chorus] London calls me a stranger
man hears what he wants to hear And disregards the rest Well I left my home and family I was no more than a boy In the company of strangers In the quiet
need, I need something to get me right Something to get me right I think i'ts time to use this company I keep The company I keep don't keep me company
shite That's polished slick To look just right I'd rather live a lifetime in the Company of Fools Within the strangest people Truth can find the strangest
one night and be my wife And come along with me Well it is of the jolly butcher as you might plainly see As he roved out one morning in search of company
smalltalks In a racked up pain. Pine away, Mona, In your single-tracked train. Mona stopped singing memorized melodies. And she lost her faith in those credit card companies
sprouted I can't function I slide into the bar I'm vaguely aware of the bizarre dance macabre strangers pair off The ritual starts with a tap on the shoulder But the company