I ought to leave enough hot water For your morning bath, but I'd not thought I hate to hear you talk that way But I can't bring myself to say I'm sorry
Eisler on the go Eisler on the move Brother is on the vinegar truck And I don't know what I'll do Don't know what I'll do I don't know what I'll do Eisler
Shirley, It's quite exciting to be sleeping here in this new room Shirley, You're my reason to get out of bed before noon Shirley, You know when we sat
Let's have Christ our President Let us have him for our king Cast your vote for the Carpenter That they call the Nazarene The only way We could ever
Well, the fields belong to the farmers And the forests belong to the king These days our pleasures are all behind fences We have to pay for everything
Do you know what love is? Love is when you willingly Place someone else's priorities Above your own Do you know what lust is? Lust is when you actively
Sing our songs of freedom And we sing our songs of peace We sing about sweet harmony For to make the fighting cease Let's sing one song for the folks
Walking out together All along the shore Arm in arm beneath the cliffs that tower above us We hear the breakers roar Here we found each other Here we
The policemen broke my door down Dragged me from my bed I asked them what was happening They just ignored the words I said They waved their guns in my
Saw some guy on the TV yesterday He's selling poison by the ton "How can you do such a thing?" a woman asked And he replied, "Well, the secret is to hook
Whisper under my breath, say a little prayer Same as I do every time, I step into the sun's bright glare I am just a farm boy, lived up on the hill Wanted
There's a place, a place that I go Where I curl in a ball on the floor And no one can know And the fear wells up inside I'm just falling again Feel I
Take the M for me and the Y for you Out of family and it all falls through We've got to love each other every day Instead of hoping it might stay that
I went out drinking with Thomas Paine He said that all revolutions are not the same They're as different as the cultures that give them birth For no one
There's a girl sleeping in my bed And I'm singing unwritten songs in my head She provided bittersweet company I confided how much you mean to me And
A cakewalk down the gangplank full of greenbacks and Annapolis shoes From Jersey and Memphis, the home of the brave, and the home of the blues With voices
In 1649 To St. George's Hill, A ragged band they called the Diggers Came to show the people's will They defied the landlords They defied the laws They
Shirley, it?s so exciting to be sleeping here in this new room Shirley, you?re my reason to get out of bed before noon Shirley, you know when we sat