In recognition of a hundred million album sales In recognition of your popularity You take your gaudy prize From people you said you despise You wear
Saw a man who was fifty one He had married daughters and a single son And he's lost his job as this years begun And I broke my heart It broke my heart
Come on nature, I don't want to read a book or talk about the world Come on nature, I just want to spend some time being boy to the girl Come on nature
If there's a God Where does He go to When disease and hunger Knock on the door? And if there's a God How does He decide That she'll be born rich But
Lord, I want to be a Christian In my heart In my heart Lord, I want to be a Christian In my heart Lord, I want to be a Christian In my heart In my heart
I got some bills this morning They tumbled through the door I counted every penny but The bills still came to more And printed in the paper For Pisces
Trailer for sale or rent Rooms to let fifty cents No phone, no pool, no pets I ain't got no cigarettes Ah but, two hours of pushin' broom Buys a eight
When you go will you send back a letter from America? Take a look up the rail track from Miami to Canada Well broke off from my work the other day Spent
Uh, eh Oh, uh, eh Yeah, oh, hey We've been, going together Too long to be vague When there's something to say If it's not now, then it's never So I'll
It's Saturday night, I'm feeling on song I think I'm alright, I know I'm all wrong The drink that I had three hours ago Has been joined by fourteen others
Oh, it's been such a long, long time Looks like I kept you off my mind But I can't, just the thought of you Turns my whole world a misty blue Just the
Evidence of a new religion I'll spare you the details Effluent from a bloated business With replica shirt sales Two for the kids, one for the wife Indicating
Just when every ray of hope was gone I should have known that you would come along I can't believe, I ever doubted you My old friend the blues Another
Days, no need to count their number No need to keep a record Like the calendar on the wall Days, devoid of all ambition Sitting in the kitchen With the
I think I had one too many I know I had one too many I think I had one too many is all I'm trying hard But I can't remember, how I got home Don't recall
I'd never been lucky With girls I confess Don't know who to blame For my lack of success 'Cause even with ones Up the back of a bus There was always
Your prose is elegant As you demonstrate contempt, it's true And the targets you attack Mostly deserve a whack from you Yes, you're entertaining You
Michael McGrory from west Donegal You came to Glasgow with nothing at all You fought the landlord then the Africa Korps When you came to Glasgow with