: (Bowie) The tactful cactus by your window Surveys the prairie of your room The mobile spins to its collision Clara puts her head between her paws
: It was the greatest night of my life. Although I still had not found a wife I had my friends Right there beside me. We were close together. We tripped
small I?ll never read the big letters of poems written by? God? by god? The chances thrown upon a table like dice? I?ll never read the big letters of poems
: I took a walk down by the sea And I listened to her strength And I saw how tall I was Realized how small I was And I wonder... Why the world should
: Seven blonde women They gather in the square They raise their hands up to the sun Their skin is so thin and white You know their fathers must surely
: There's a name for war and killing there's a name for giving in when you know another answer for me the name is sin but there's still time to turn
fine to have a chance to hang around And lie there by the fire and watch the evenin' tire Along with friends and my old lady Sit and pass a pipe around And talk of poems
: (Mason Williams) Them Sand Pickers: How 'bout them sand pickers, ain't they grand? Sittin' on their haunches, pickin' in the sand. Pickin' in the
: (Mason Williams) Lunch Toters: How about them lunch toters, ain't they a bunch? Goin' off to work a-totin' their lunch. Totin' them vittles. Totin
: The crowd gathers the rain The crowd gathers inside the rain The sky is green Greener than a gardener's dream The grass is green Together they sing
: On squalid and stony walls When the mind to the thinking bows Sexton of the stygian shrine Is falling into the same mistake One guardian is lost,
: You're not flying in my skies again Not after that landing Or that skewed approach You're not getting off the ground this year Limitless corrosion
: Born from silence, silence full of it A perfect concert my best friend So much to live for, so much to die for If only my heart had a home Sing what
: Throw it all away Lets lose ourselves Cause theres no one left for us to blame Its a shame we're all dying And do you think you deserve your freedom
: whisper soft whisper low tell me things I shouldn't know with you I want to grow if this is love it hangs in doubt it'll kill you or me if we come
: I wanted to tell you But couldn't find a way Good morning sun I'd shout from the rooftops But I might ruin your day Good morning sun Never been this
: Don't know if I?m going up Or coming down My head's been wasted Some time soon I know I'll have to find a bed Come on let's face it Don't know now
: I tried to tell you that I followed you down followed you here in time I'll prove that there was nothing to fear having me here say goodbye say goodbye