Put the van tape on Bay at the moon Rub each other down so good Forget about the tune that's playing Joan went east And she went west I stayed right
She says no one understands No one sees that point of view Less you force them to Less you coerce them to Less you break their arm then it's not real
Hey, hey, hey, hey... Make you sometimes want to fly away Let the critics be damned True colours will always stand It's no disgrace, lets cut to the chase
Junkyard pilot and his sidekick derelict Blactop, halle bop, microbus news, do you get it? Dialect comes so slick that you can't predict the news Water
She says think you're the only one Who's had it rough And the sky over you is the only one That's not bright enough Well, some habits are hard to kick
Look...up on the building, See a Silhouette Crowd looks hungry, Because he ain't jumped yet. Man up on the tower, Looks big up there He's got something
I've seen enough, the next time you better stay loose There's plenty of government action in the neighborhood It's a general uprisin', see the men in
She moves like nobody moves Like a cat on a hot tin roof She sees what nobody sees Talks sense, never gives up easy She speaks in what she does When
I sit by my castles In the back of my chair Gazing into the dawn I blackmailed my teachers For not living dispair When there was really Not much going
You want to be an actress And step down on the stage You are going to the school juliard To learn how to strut so high and proud Make me stand up and
She's got her reasons, yeah, she's got her pride Though she's beaten black and blue One fine day she'll be walking outside She'll turn to see what is
Change your eyes, your shoes, your hair Be an island, I don't care Not depending on what others think Change your plans, your style, your flair I'd know
born Like a beast, like a beast with its horns I have torn everyone that reached out for me And I saw a beggar, he was leanin' on his wooden crutch Then he said to me, "Tom
You made your mind up That you would always play and win So you kept on knocking Now they've let you in You brought a ticket Then you flew to the south
Time is up I don't know where you are Sands run down, I can't see that far Are you shock straight back into another star Where your mouth it moves, but
You're always wearin' somethin' Upon your lapel So what if that ain't cool these days You wear it well The day that you left L.A. I felt so alone Standing
Lost my job in the darkest place, Going to get back up Clean my face, And take that longest ride I talked to the man with the busy pen Tired of being
Waiting in silence You had to go 'Cause just like a baby You had to know And to think that by leaving We would see more clear To undo the pattern of