light he looked like Elvis In a certain way he feels like Jesus Everyone dreams of him just as they can But he's only the humble Delivery Man Geraldine
This tattered document, a mystery you can solve Some burnt out filament flies buzzing around the bulb Country darkness He thought of traveling heard
Tell me now Or are you only teasing? I felt the cold hard facts of life Five degrees from freezing Does it amuse you To always hurt me so? I try my best
Nothing will ever be the same All of the promises we made they seem hollow But there is still streets in this town Marked with your shadow So if you
know you won't return my kiss Did I not love you quite like this In another room In another room Where I'm obliged to wait 'Til I become the man You
One, two, three, four I wish that I didn't hate you Least not as much as I do And squander all my contempt for A little nothing like you Liars like
thinking of me Or is she thinking of him She's pulling out the pin She's slipping off the hook Unbuttoning her dress There's just enough to make some man
to be your delivery man In a certain light he looked like Elvis In a certain way he seemed like Jesus In a certain light he looked like Elvis In a certain
The accused will rise To be torn in two Guilty of nothin' but loving you This is the judgement And I'm willin' to plead How you don't want me Hopin'
Nothing clings like Ivy Frightened by the dark Though she cuts deep It never leaves a mark No one quite like Ivy Ever it gets it straight What she believes
Once upon another time If you had the need I'd step right in the shoes That you've been walking 'Cos someone put the hurt in you For everyone to see
When a vicious creature took the jump From monkey to man Monkey to man Monkey to man Monkey to man Monkey to man Monkey to man Monkey to man Monkey to man
There's a part of this feeling that I just cannot kill But the name of this thing is not love And I can't take a potion, and I won't take a pill So it
did sing man has no choice when he wants everything We'll rise above the scarlet tide That trickles down through the mountain And separates the widow from the bride Man
Go, go Don't want to talk about the government Don't want to talk about some incident Don't want to talk about some pe-pe-peppermint gum Don't want to
I've got this phosphorescent portrait Of gentle Jesus meek and mild I've got this harlot that I'm stuck with Carrying another man's child The solitary
' things as they all say it to be Said one to the other, now, listen you two There's a certain rumor that can't be true That man descended from our noble
At the dark end of the street That's where we'll always meet Hiding in the shadows where we don't belong Standing in the darkness to hide our wrong You
