say it's in service they say "Humble makes pure" You're hoping it's near folly 'cause you're headed that way for sure And you just have to laugh 'cause
tunes for love and pour your simple sorrow To the sound hole and your knee and now you're seen on giant screens And at parties for the press and for
I tasted mine I?d just like to see you sometime Pack your suspenders I?ll come meet your plane No need to surrender I just wanna see you again We?re in for
Lesson in survival spinning out on turns That gets you tough Guru books, the bible, only a reminder That you're just not good enough You need to believe
Looking for a clean sky and a drinking stream Some watch the paint peel off Some watch their kids grow up Some watch their stocks and bonds Waiting for
The minus is loveless he talks to the land And the leaves fall and the pond over-ices She don't know the system, plus, she don't understand She's got
' roll man very long Or count on your plans with a rock n' roll man very long Compete with the fans For your rock n' roll man for very long The girls
't like my kick pleat skirt She don't like my eyelids painted green She don't like me staying up late in my high-heeled shoes Living for that Rock 'n'
up your tunes for love And pour your simple sorrow To the soundhole and your knee And now you're seen on giant screens And at parties for the press And for
up your tunes for love And pour your simple sorrow To the soundhole and your knee And now you're seen On giant screens And at parties for the press And for
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: Lesson in Survival Spinning out on turns That gets you tough Guru books-the Bible Only a reminder That you're just not good enough You need to believe
round Looking for a clean sky And a drinking stream Some watch the paint peel off Some watch their kids grow up Some watch their stocks and bonds Waiting for
tasted mine I'd just like to see you sometime Pack your suspenders I'll come meet your plane No need to surrender I just want to see you again We're in for
it's in service They say "Humble Makes Pure" You're hoping it's near Folly 'Cause you're headed that way for sure And you just have to laugh 'Cause it
to love you Oh honey you turn me on I'm a radio I'm a country station I'm a little bit corny I'm a wildwood flower Waving for you Broadcasting tower Waving for
eye for the beat police Sweet Fire calling "You can't deny me Now you know what you need" Underneath the jungle gym Hollow-grey-fire-escape-thief Looking for
