Everyone's got to have a cause or two
No one's changing enough to help you
There's something basically wrong
Everywhere, we revolve out of our time
And we know that's there's
nobody listening to people like us
But for now, for awhile
We just forget all about it awhile
Forget all about it awhile
For awhile

Thoughts of life, lots of women, thoughts of love
These are things that we can't be sure of
And every minute you live takes you
a minute towards when you must die
And we know there are
times when I'm not even sure I'm alive
But for now, for awhile
We just forget all about it awhile
Forget all about it awhile
For awhile

No one's fit to run the world, as far as I can see
The only person fit to run my world is me
But that's just one of my own personal crusades
And for now I'm not complaining, not campaigning
If you haven't got time to rest, then take the record off now
Il tuo voto:
Some men sail the waters, some men live on the land
I was born Apollo with the reins and the whip in my hand
Where I take the ladies is something you've never seen
But nothing stops a man who flies
and glides like a dying machine

I don't need the motions that are made for that hill
And I don't do half the things you think that I will
And I don't see how you find it much of a thrill
That's unless you want to take a ride

Ride my chariot baby, my role is the sun
Ride my chariot baby, my steed's on the run
Ride my chariot baby, we're leaving by dawn
Come on, come on, or else you're gonna see me gone

I got the belts and whips on, hanging around my waist
I ride the skies of lightning
with the clouds running over my face
Start out in the morning, sailing on the edge of night
I can save you with my left hand,
I can destroy you again with my right

You've got one last chance to catch a ride on my tail
When I move my tracks are hardly leaving a trail
And the sun and I leave every dawn without fail
So if you want to take a ride
Il tuo voto:
I'm a human being now but I used to be a pig
'Til they shortened up my nose
and they made me wear a wig
I'm afraid the things on piggy farm
will never be the same
Since they picked me for this job
and they stuck me with a name
It's a name, it's name,
who ever heard of a pig with a name like

Meridian Leeward - that's my name
I fly around the sky in a big jet plane
I'm a flash ace pilot, got my name on the wing
I hang around with people
and they don't suspect a thing
You look like a person but you know you're a pig

I'm not afraid of dying
from some mad man's gun or knife
When I was still a piggy, dying was a way of life
I'm not a piggy anymore and I don't share that dread
The other day for breakfast I ate half of Uncle Fred
I wonder who ate the other half of Fred?

I think I'd rather be a cop
I think that's what I'd like to be
I'd show you people a thing or two
If a man in blue starts beating on you
Look out 'cause it might be me
You look like a cop but you know you're a pig
Il tuo voto:
Ice, it forms in sheets from your eyes
Your tears are down and so crass
Because all you wanted was a touch from the face
Try to find a feeling nothing and wondering why
And the snow queen turned into a princess of ice
Braving cold and staring cooly aloof as you die

Under the Ice

Please, an ill wind blows no one good
A hurricane in disguise
And it sings you a song you find appealing inside
Waits around until you've learned to sing like a fool
It's a wind that lingers long enough to be fed
Takes away the woman, leaves you hung in a blue sea of cool
Il tuo voto:
Ain't it nice to find somebody waiting at home
Ain't it nice to find somebody waiting at home
But she's just a featherbedding lover
I might as well be living alone

You're out all night and I work all day
You tell me you love me,
but I think you just need a place to stay
I believe I'm feeding someone else's doe
'Cause you're just a featherbedding lover
I might as well be living alone

Pack your things, I think this time you better go
Pack your suitcase, I think this time you better go
'Cause you're just a featherbedding lover
I might as well be living alone
Il tuo voto:
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