Don't have to humble yourself to me I ain't your judge or your king Baby, you know I ain't no Queen of Sheba We may not even have our dignity, This could be just a powerful thing Baby we can choose, you know we ain't no amoeba
Are you ready for the thing called love? Don't come from me and you, it comes from up above I ain't no porcupine, take off your kid gloves Are you ready for the thing called love?
I ain't some icon carved out of soap Sent here to clean up your reputation Baby, you know you ain't no Prince Charming We can live in fear or act out of hope Some kind of peaceful situation Baby, how come the cry of love is so alarming
Are you ready for the thing called love? Don't come from me and you, it comes from up above I ain't no porcupine, take off your kid gloves Are you ready for the thing called love?
Ugly ducklings don't turn into swans Glide off down the lake Whether your sunglasses are off or on You only see the world you make
Are you ready for the thing called love? Don't come from me and you, it comes from up above I ain't no porcupine, take off your kid gloves Are you ready for it?
Are you ready for the thing called love? Don't come from me and you, it comes from up above I ain't no porcupine, take off your kid gloves Are you ready for it
Are you ready for love, baby Oooh, yeah babe Are you ready for love
I am an old woman named after my mother an old man is another child who's grown old
If dreams were thunder lightning was desire this old house it would've burned down a long time ago
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery Make me a poster of an old rodeo Just give me one thing that I can hold on to to believe in this livin' is just a hard way to go
When i was a young girl I had me a cowboy it wasn't much to look at it was a free ramblin' man There was a long time no matter how I tried the years they just rolled by like a broken down dance
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery Make me a poster of an old rodeo Just give me one thing that I can hold on to to believe in this livin' is just a hard way to go
There's flies in the kitchen I can hear them there buzzin' And I ain't done nothing since I woke up today But how the hell can a person go on to work in the morning to come home in the evening and have nothing to say
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery Make me a poster of an old rodeo Just give me one thing that I can hold on to to believe in this livin' is just a hard way to go
I swear I see the shadows and movement I've seen the signs and heard the rumors Adrenaline is a-flowing Look at me with my eyes a-glowing I feel a man there with eyes a-blazing I say this and I know no one's a-listening Stand on the corner, sweat a-glistening See dim lights on some nights Imagination hold on tight
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Sure there's someone in there Saw those curtains moving air If you'll go then I will Closer still here comes the chill
Here comes the chill
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Sure there's someone in there Saw those curtains moving air If you'll go then I will Closer still here comes the chill
Never seen anyone come out Never seen anyone go in Movement at my back it's just the wind Just the wind or a finger on my skin No no more I've had my fill Been run through, run through the mill Try to smile but I feel it still Feeling I'm feeling, feeling the child
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Sure there's someone in there Saw those curtains moving air If you'll go then I will Closer still here comes the chill
Your cymbal crashing Your teeth are gnashing You're in your element We'd love to see you We'd love to be you You're in your elephant costume
You do what the hell you want to do Make people scream for you We love to hear you
You've got your big swing face You know the night away out in space Looks like a beautiful, beautiful place You've got your big swing face
You′re in the arena You bow to the crowd But you gotta looka down Some people laughing It's easy to laugh When your zipper′s down Fly′s open
I know you're the great being You're so hilarious You're leaving us in the dust
Your big swing face Your rolling eyes away out in space Looks like a beautiful, beautiful place You've got your big swing fa-ya-ya-ya-yace
In your costume foolery Beads, sandals and jewelry You're a funny guy We'll never wonder why
You've got your big swing face You've got your lonely night away out in space Looks like a beautiful, beautiful place You've got your big swing fa-ya-ya-ya-yace
Like a beautiful, beautiful place You've got your big swing fa-ya-ya-ya-yace
Got to get something done today Give accomplishment a shot Might not have a full palette to use But I'm gonna paint with the colors I've got
There're your hopes and ideals you embrace Then there's what's staring you in the face Sorrowful times are here but they won't last 'Cause this too shall pass
Feeling like a lazy tub o' lard Rajneesh Jr. gave me his business card Think I'll take the personality test To document my fine mess this far
There're your hopes and dreams you embrace Then there's what's staring you in the face First place man will one day roll in last 'Cause this too shall pass
Better get on out to the starting line They're coming soon They're gonna fix it in time I just want to get what's mine Not a fortune gonna just, gonna just, love life And this too shall pass
Do what you got to do to find a cure For the things that make you feel so impure Just how I don't know for sure Sometimes misery has a strange allure
There're your hopes and ideals you embrace Then there's what's staring you in the face Sorrowful times are here but they won't last 'Cause this too shall pass
There are your hopes and dreams you embrace Then there's what's staring you in the face Sorrowful times are here but they won't last 'Cause this too shall pass
I'm gonna buy a big red truck Then a rabbit's foot for real good luck Gonna get me some plastic Gunga Dins Then I'll buy a big house to put 'em all in
I'll buy a new suit when I'm feelin' down Picks me up and I'll show it around I'll wear it once or twice I'm sure Then I'll get another when I'm feelin' the urge
I'm living the good life I got my beautiful things so high as a kite Living the good life I buy and buy so high in the sky
I'll buy the special meal with the prize And toys with the motorized blinkin' eyes And lunch and dinner there I'll be My favorite character eluding me
There's a sale down at the Five And Dime And everything's going for dirt this time I don't need this but it's so cheap The visions of a bargain in my sleep
I'm living the good life I got my beautiful things so high as a kite Living the good life I buy and buy so high in the sky
Living the good life I got my beautiful things so high as a kite I'm living the good life I buy and buy so high in the sky
These wonderful items everywhere A house full of things but I don't care I wonder as I'm sitting there Maybe I'll feel better in a brand new chair
I'm living the good life I got my beautiful things so high as a kite Living the good life I buy and buy so high as a kite
Living the good life I got my beautiful things so high as a kite I'm living the good life I buy and buy so high in the sky
I'm living the good life I got my beautiful things so high as a kite Living the good life I buy and buy so high as a kite High in the sky
This is so out but I like it So outside but I'm in This is so out but it's alright Way out there in the spheres
Silver streamers streaking strangely Swirling savage savants grazing Smoking on a pink pacifier Genitalia in a hair dryer
This is so out but I like it (maybe) So outside but I'm in (I think) This is so out but it's alright Way out there in the spheres
Flourescent flaccid floppy-haired gleamers Saccharine headed silver-foil dreamers Black light swinging five people singing Around and around and my ears are ringing
This is so out but I like it (maybe) So outside but I'm in (I think) This is so out but it's alright Way out there in the spheres
Walls are spinning, caving in They say this is fun They say I'm in ecstasy I'm smiling as I run
This is so out but I like it So outside but I'm in This is so out but it's alright Way out there in the spheres
This is so out but I like it (maybe) So outside but I'm in (I think) This is so out but it's alright Way out there in the spheres
Way out there in the spheres Way out there in the spheres In the spheres In the spheres
Up in the country... Back in the sticks... Down in the woods...in the woods...in the woods... (Hey) That's what little country boys do... (Hey)
Ain't got good sense His drawers is a mess (Cabbage greens) I don't want to act right Or God'll kill me Got keloid skin Makes us all feel him (Get some leg) Stylin', profilin' That's why we like to hang with him
Poppy ain't got no home training ( ) Mama gives such a low rating ( ) Triflin' energy draining got no home training ( )
Making feet for socks (Cabbage greens) Got big hindparts He's drinking out the whole jug Or God me kill me Don't want to act right Acting all ign'ant (Till I get right) That's why, why we like to hang with him
Poppy ain't got no home training ( ) Mama gives such a low rating ( ) Triflin' energy draining got no home training ( )
Poppy ain't got no home training ( ) Stays outside when it's raining ( ) Triflin' energy draining got no home training ( )
Hey-ey-ey! Poppy ain't got no home training Hey-ey-ey! Mama gives such a low rating Hey-ey-ey! Feels triflin' energy draining Hey-ey-ey! Poppy ain't got no home training
I'm out in Carver Gardens in a trailer And I'm playing my Farfisa in a soul band Five brothers in a little room No bigger than a bathroom Sweat on the walls too People say I'm crazy 'cause I'm coming here to blow All I've got to say is I've got to bite off a little groove flow I'm flowing
And this girl been pregnant She said she been pregnant about four months Her brother come here and said "Nah, she been pregnant about nine months" So I blowed that deal So I took her for a night on the town Jacked her up and laid her down And I thought I'd go ahead and make somethin' of myself So I hit the road.
Poppy ain't got no home training ( ) Mama gives such a low rating ( ) Triflin' energy draining got no home training (Oh-oh-oh)
Hey-ey-ey! Poppy ain't got no home training Hey-ey-ey! Been outside in the lightnin' and rainin' Hey-ey-ey! Feels triflin' energy draining Hey-ey-ey! Poppy ain't got no home training
Whomp upside the head Whomp on upside the head...etc.
I've been bouncing around Trying hot coals, jogging, shiatsu, cooking, golf great books Crochet, croquet, fitness clubs and the stylish looks Tried shiatsu, psychic hotline, Rollerblades, stamp collecting, comic books Never did jack for me
In the swirling howling wind I've been stumbling around with a frown Like a bumbling clown Like a punch-drunk fighter coming undone Oh, shot with a stun gun - try and try again I try this, I try that, I'll be changing everyday Oh, where I'm at Till I find my space Till I find my place under the sun
Finding my place, my place, my place under the sun
I've been pushing my fingers into gloves, Getting into doves With guidance from up above Don't tell anybody but I might just have a little bout with love Test driving a new accent, cars, Posing as a confident gent (confident gent) Tried indifference Never did a thing for me
In the swirling howling wind I've been stumbling around with a frown Like a bumbling clown Like a punch-drunk fighter coming undone Oh, shot with a stun gun - blowing 'round again I try this, I try that, I'll be changing everyday Oh, where I'm at Till I find my space Till I find my place under the sun
Lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin' to find my place in the sun. Lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin' lookin', lookin' to find my place in the sun
In the swirling howling wind I've been stumbling around with a frown Like a bumbling clown Like a punch-drunk fighter coming undone Oh, shot with a stun gun - blowing 'round again I try this, I try that, I'll be changing everyday Oh, where I'm at Till I find my space Till I find my place Find my place under the sun
Lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin' to find my place in the sun Lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin' to find my place in the sun
In the swirling howling winds The swirling howling winds To find my place in the sun
Lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin' lookin', lookin' to find my place in the sun Lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin', lookin'....
Gonna be some changes made Gonna be, gonna be, gonna be some
Man was a knife expert Kind of a Jim Bowie type Swaggerin', blusterin', 'coon skin I said, "You're not serious, right?"
Then I saw him grab my friend by the hair And I guess I should have prayed As he dragged him around, I said to myself "There's gonna be some changes made" (Gonna be some changes made)
Girl I knew and loved alone For years from afar With a finger to her lips She led me out to see the stars She led me down to the gritty lake And in it we did wade She took my hand and put it there Gonna be some changes made
(Gonna be) Gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes made (Gonna be some changes made)
Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Gotta take it off, gotta get myself straight
Gonna be some changes, some changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Better figure out something Things are looking grave Gonna be some changes, changes, changes made
Up in front for all to see Graceful like a bumblin' fool Then I thought I felt slip from my mouth a little drool Maybe no one noticed it On my mind heavily it weighed I saw two people snickering I said, "There needs to be some changes made"
(Snickering) Gonna be some, gonna be some changes made (Snickerin')
(Gonna be) Gonna be some changes made Gonna be some changes made
Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Some changes made
Going home, I've done enough To sow my little name Going where the fields are green And I can do my macrame A buffoon fumblin' without a clue Who likes to shift the blame And often feels betrayed There's gonna be some changes made There's gonna be some changes made
Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Gotta take it off, gotta get myself straight
Gonna be some changes, changes made Can't keep on doing what I've been doing these days Look in the mirror I see a clown's face Gotta take it off, gotta get myself straight (Gonna be some changes made)
Gonna be some changes Gonna be some changes Doo doo doo doo
Rollin' and a-tumblin' Take me to the mountain Fly closer to the sun Wailin' and a-rumblin', I'm movin' not stumblin' Come, come with me on my Candy Mountain Candy Mountain run
Dropping lots of little ones from up high Gumdrops, lemondrops rainin' from the sky Come on riding close to the sun Come on riding with me on my Candy Mountain run
Rollin' and a-tumblin' Take me to the mountain Fly closer to the sun Wailin' and a-rumblin', I'm movin' not stumblin' Come, come with me on my Candy Mountain Candy Mountain run
Movin' to the high ground, wish you could come Maybe they'll let me drop the big one All the little children hands up high Waitin' for the sugar plums fallin' from the sky Movin' to the high ground, to the sugar mine Movin' to the secret so clandestine World of fantasy wish you could come Mama's little baby on a Candy Mountain run
Rollin' and a-tumblin', place me on the mountain Fly closer to the sun Wailin' and a-rumblin', my fantasy crumblin' Come, come with me on my Candy Mountain Candy Mountain run
Come on riding with me close to the sun Mama keep telling me not to come Used to be a mouse, now I can roar Tomorrow I'll give myself a little bit more Forget about tomorrow live for today No guarantee I'll make it anyway My special candy tastes good now Every day I die a little, a little anyhow
Rollin' and a-tumblin' Take me to the mountain Fly closer to the sun Wailin' and a-rumblin', I'm movin' not stumblin' Come, come with me on my Candy Mountain Candy Mountain run
Isn't this old night so nice I hope you can feel what I feel tonight Little boy's not getting it right Trying so hard with all his might Clouds in the sky keeping the sun away Doesn't mean the sun isn't shining today Seems something's always in your way You've got a wide, wide array Of insurmountable problems every day
Slip away, slide away Into dreamland Slip away, slide away Into dream, dreamland
In your own private place of dreams I hope you'll find a place where it seems The road is always straight and true Wherever you walk is bright for you I hope you'll remember these times we share Hope you'll find some comfort there In the meantime lose your cares You can go anywhere, close your eyes and it will take you there
Slip away, slide away Into dreamland
Gonna cherish my time with you Gonna smile, smile the whole world day through Wake up tomorrow, maybe you'll find Darkness gone from your mind Want you to be what you want to be Don't want you to ever hurt like me Smiling through the saddest times Could only happen in dreams I wonder is it as nice as it seems
Slip away, slide away Into dreamland
Maybe you'll get your wishes in dreams this night Because I can't seem to do it here in real life
Maybe you'll get your wishes in dreams this night Because I can't seem to help you here in real life
Hey out there, are you hearing my call It's a cry for help but all you see are these craters and these walls I've erected in my room I'd like you to see, I'm a performer with skills Don't make fun of me with my whistles and my bullhorns and my bells And I hope you'll see it soon Getting 'bout as much attention as a circus on the moon
I'm here with the elephants, I'm cleaning up mess I'm trying to be special, but to you I'm just like all the rest Look what they've got me doing Got a high wire act I can show you my skills Trapeze and a bar across my heart, across my ills Escape through a trap door and I'll go on my way Try as I do, I just can't connect anyway Getting bout as much attention as a circus on the moon Standing tall and lone in my circus on the moon
I'm a perfect little foil for the prognosticators of doom I'll bet you in a minute they'll be searching my room Watch out for the deluge I believe it's coming soon And I'll bet you five bucks we'll see the stars come out at noon You can bet all you got I'll get your attention soon Getting 'bout as much attention as a circus on the moon
I'm a stalwart trapeze artist on my (circus on the moon) I'm a lonely tightrope walker in my (circus on the moon) An accomplished virtuoso in my (circus on the moon) Waving at you sweetly from my circus on the moon Three million miles away I'm staring at you, staring at you Waving at you sweetly from my (circus on the moon) Standing tall and lone in my circus on the moon Three million miles away I'm staring at you in my circus on the moon
Bright light streaming in, through my window pane Think I'll stare at the shapes it makes on the floor and then stare again You've got your curtains drawn, anything I can do? Maybe a rose or a pillow or a picture or a funny joke just for you To carry you away Let me bring you, some tokens of esteem Close the door on the world, make it our own beautiful scene There's a darkness visible, maybe only to me Maybe just a dream, a time-slowing-down dream, a hole you're sinking down deep Comes loose at the seams, make the dream leave
Some rise by wrong And some by virtue fall And those convicting may be the guilitiest of all Wash it all away I'd love to bring you, on a silver tray, some halcyon days
Feel a strong gravitational pull, holding you down And the air feels thick, having a hard time moving through, moving round I'm hoping you may let me, help to pull you through You're here so you might as well let me see If I can do that for you Carry you away Feeling so helpless, mostly I'm a clown Every now and then gotten so even up can feel like down In the hour of my reflection, I've had enough of disaffection Like a starless sky, no light in our eyes Maybe change this tonight, some brighter times, some lovely rhymes
Some rise by wrong And some by virtue fall And those in judgment could be guiltiest of all Wash it away I'd love to bring you, on a silver tray, some halcyon days
Maybe just a dream, some ever-present dream, evanescent scenes It could seem so for me, this is for me
Some rise by wrong And some by virtue fall And those in judgment could be guiltiest of all Wash it away I'd love to bring you, on a silver tray, some halcyon days
Look at my mama Look at my pop Look at my brother Making them little girls' jaws drop Look at my sister So beautiful to see What the hell happened to me?
Got a big-ass nose Fat gaps in my teeth Hair coming out of my ears And big old stinky feet I swear the girl at the gate just gagged when I gave her my I.D. What the hell happened to me?
What the hell happened I wish I knew What the hell happened Not so much I can do
Got Gable and Lombard For a mom and a dad Got a brother braggin' 'Bout all the ass he's had Must've been stuck in the shallow end of the pool of genes What the hell happened to me?
What the hell happened I wish I knew What the hell happened Not so much I can do
