[Live Barry Manilow Cover] I remember all my life Rainin' down as cold as ice Shadows of a man A face through a window Cryin' in the night The night
Last stop on the bullet train Need time to feel it out This I'll make her scream So what do I do right now Give up and let it go Need time to take it
I watched the smoke,as it grew darker it blew up through the roof I watched them fled, and saw them panic as the fire grew I saw Virginia get rid of
Because I need you more Than you need me because I want you more I know Because we moved too fucking fast I think I really had to wish to make this last
Oh I have a lot to say What's taking my time away I miss you and things weren't the same Cause everything inside never comes out right And when I see
Elevator Lyrics [Tom] The building turned it's back ignored my call, The concrete looks too thin to break my fall, The sunset stretched across this nighttime
You're not punk, and I'm telling everyone. Save your breath I never was one. You don't know what I'm all about, like killing cops and reading Kerouac
My backpack was faded black But now it's all blue It looks whack, but it's compact And works like brand new I had found an old Greyhound But it wasn'
I'm walking the streets With my hands in my shoes I'm out on a date with a picture of you I got a boxcar racer It's faster than the speed of sound It
I got drunk in Raleigh and I played to long Word got back to Nashville before I got back home The Record label said Boy you better straighten up your
New York by night,terror in the subway bodies are found out open and bleeding razor virtuoso professional slasher he's got a job to do,tonight could
Wagon wheels wagon wheels keep on a turning wagon wheels Roll along sing your song carry me over the hill Go along mule there's a steamer at the landin
Well I gave all my money to the banker this month Now I got no more money to spend She smiled when she saw me comin' through that door When I left she
(Joe Ely) Oh no! What to do? How did I get on this train? Locked in a boxcar With the Queen of Spain... "You pour the sweet wine I'll play the tambourine
PAPA'S WAGON WRITER CARMOL TAYLOR Chorus: [D] I can see us now riding [G] in a brand new wagon [D] Happy as king upon his [A] throne [D] Papa wearing
Pandemonium ensues Sure enough fire and the dog barks Let's get acquainted Been so many days or should I say "So long" On the outset jets coming People
A long black engine keeps a rolling along its wheels goin' clickety-clack She's carrying me to war that eastern seaboard Louisiana I ain't comin' back
It's tuesday morning and there is nothing I'd rather do Traffic Jams and Train Cars just to get to you maybe we would walk around just showing me your