many shoes, I give Michael Jordan the blues So many furs, some his and some hers I do what I does, because I does what I do I pop tags like trunks on
tell me now I want to know I have to hear it from your lips Say it's not so I heard it on Monday And I laughed a while I heard it on Tuesday I managed
Ford Maddox Ford: Any colour, as long as it's black! Jean-Paul Sartre: Let's go to the dome, Simone! Simone de Beauvoir: C'est exact present Albert Camus
do. Well I feel like Buddy Holly 'cause it's Raining In My Heart . . . Now I know what Paul Simon meant by the words he found: I wish I was Homeward
(Paul Simon) Over the mountain Down in the valley Lives a former talk-show host Everybody knows his name He says there's no doubt about it It was the
) Disciple (Streets) Disciple (Streets) Disciple (Esco) Like Paul, Michael and Matthew, Peter, James and Andrew Phillip, Simon and Judas, I'm disciple
[Originally By Paul Simon] A man walks down the street He says why am I soft in the middle now Why am I soft in the middle The rest of my life is
I think of the road we're travelling on I wonder what's gone wrong I can't help it, I wonder what's gone wrong. And I dreamed I was dying Dreamed that
You know what I'm tired man, I'm sick, I'm bored of you Run off, you little puppet, I hear Rishi Rich calling you I guess you talk the talk but you
Yeah, it's those Jersey boys I heard a man say Jesus walks Me, myself I heard Jesus talk 'Cause when I heard this beat I felt Jesus force I heard it
(words by Paul Simon; music by Paul Simon, Jonhjon Mkhalali and Lulu Masilela) I was having this discussion In a taxi heading downtown Rearranging my
comes back to tell me she's gone As if I didn't know that As if I didn't know my own bed As if I'd never noticed The way she brushed her hair from her
She said don't I know you From the cinematographer's party I said who am I To blow against the wind I know what I know I'll sing what I said We come
(Paul Simon) A man walks down the street He says why am I soft in the middle now Why am I soft in the middle The rest of my life is so hard I need a
As if everybody here would know What I was talking about I mean everybody here would know exactly What I was talking about Talking about diamonds People say I'm crazy I
the copies herself, you know what? i'm tired man, i'm sick i'm bored of you, run off you little puppet, i hear Rishi rich callin' you I guess your talkin
look at me. Everything about you is bringing me ecstasy. Little red wagon, little red bike. I ain't no monkey but I know what I like. I like the way
I heard it on Tuesday I managed to smile I heard it on Wednesday My patience was tried I heard it on Thursday And I hurt inside I want to know The depths