Oh she fixes up her shirt, man she wouldn't go for you. And she mixes up her hours, cause she doesn't like that order you do. And she loves a second way
In the summertime the sun don't shine In the town we live in I went around but still no sound In the town and all around it's gloomy Doo doo Oh it's
Far away is the moon Shining down in her room Found you tripping on the stars Making mobiles out of parts That you found lying on the ground Hark the
When you're so lonely lying in bed Night's closed it's eyes but you can't rest your head Everyone's sleeping all through the house You wish you could
Early in the morning clouds are dropping on my head Remind me the things, last night, I should have left unsaid So please forgive the words I use, my
Acrobatic women dancing Dressed up horses, hands clapping Violins with beating big drums Through comic curtains he runs People laugh at his painted face
I've been waiting, pacing along the halls Ever since you left here I've been cleaning, scrubbing the plates And weeding out the garden, dear I can't
Flowers are nice, flowers are pretty So I took a ride away from the city Stories I'd heard of mystery and magic Traveling caravans left me enchanted
You can count your friends for a little while And you can make them seem like they're all worthwhile Looking at the children and all of them worth Making
Behind the mountains where the cuckoo sings They tried to mine a miner for his golden veins But a guy gets lonely and a guy gets sick Evil woman, you'
Sunshine, I'd really like to tell you Oh, my sunshine even though your skies are blue You're drying up my bed, how can I get any rest now? Sha la la la
We have got no dough at all Got a jar full of pennies That don't amount to anything Thing, thing These are the melodies With simple harmonies we sing
My sweet rose [Unverified] the two of us grow I want you to know that nothing's quite as bad As it seems when you're so sad So remember my rose, remember
Oh Mr. Pit, oh Mr. Pit, Mr. Pitiful Who let you down? Who let you down, who let you down? You still don't believe, you don't believe You don't believe
The number of [Incomprehensible] And we cling to our tried and true and You know we're creatures of comfort and We find our patterns and stick to what
I talk with my friend over the phone I'm scared to say things I don't know and be wrong And words always sound much better Coming out of someone else
Burnt trees on a snowy pass All my friends are far behind I'm stuck with you tonight But I'd be better alone So come on wheels take me far away Where
Something's in my coffee, yeah There's something in my coffee, yeah Must be the water and it Must be the water and it Must be the water 'cause it Must