Label: Rhino
Catalog Number: R2 70110
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
Baby doll, you've been caught again Telling tales about your special friend But I can see by the look in your eyes I may be wrong, but you're telling lies Get it straight, you can't fool me no more Telling me how I misjudged you before But this is something I believe all along I may be wrong, but I'm not wrong long You better look behind You know just what you'll find And you know I'm not blind Don't waste my time, I know a cheater when I see one Don't you know, I don't want to be hard But I'm a man and you can push me too far 'Cause this is something I believe all along I may be wrong, but I'm not wrong long
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
You know as long as I can remember I wasn't ever liable to give myself away But it sure doesn't look like it makes a difference now So I'm gonna cry today You know as long as I can remember Nobody ever got anybody back this way And it sure doesn't look like I'm gonna be the first So I'm gonna cry today Are you turned off by my lack of composure Please excuse my state, it's just that I know Your gonna take away something that I never had But I thought was mine You know as long as I can remember You and I never had to find ways to waste a day But it sure doesn't look like you're gonna be around So I guess I'll cry today Are you turned off by this over exposure Please excuse this mess, it's just 'cause I know Your gonna take away something that I never had But I thought was mine
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
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
Someone's gonna tell you and it might be me There's something on your face that even you can't see It isn't your eyes and it isn't your nose You don't have to sniff to tell you that it ain't no rose It's something in your arrogant line Your brain is tired of biding its time You're gonna blow up here so Paul you got to make up your mind You drag into the studio and don't care why You got a life as big as city hall and that's no lie The aging owner treats you to a couple of beers Feeding you cliches about the thing between your ears You wonder if its all he can say You'll find a better way to say it someday But Paul you're too busy stripping gears, now Paul your life is dripping away Hang in, hang out, hang on, hang on Paul You're having a ball It's your way of life and not mine It's so strangely easy to see But you're laughing so hard you could die I'm not about to tell you what you should be doing I tend to disappear when I smell trouble brewing I understand exactly what's the matter with you We're stranded here together in this paddleless canoe I'll take my chances in the water for now It's what my mother would have wanted anyhow The life you're living is over but Paul, you're no contented cow They say being in show biz is a thrill It makes your life a breeze, [...] But you better do something Paul before it kills you, yeah Paul, you've got to make up your mind
Kiddie boy, kiddie boy, don't kid around with me Don't do nothing with my woman, you wouldn't want me to see Kiddie boy, kiddie boy, I knew your papa too He'd come around my house, someone my mama knew Kiddie boy, kiddie boy, I'm gonna have my day It seems you don't like living, you're gonna get your way
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
Ever since the last time I saw you, you tried to qualify my life You never knew the way I live And I'm sorry I was never for changing the things I couldn't change anyhow And I'm sorry I'm not a different sign And I don't believe in hiding the people and the things in my past And I know you don't want to hear me say I wish that we were together again We just couldn't make it work on paper I'll never know why but you never knew me except for my name Maybe you think that I have changed but nothing can change my mind Those changes of your own that you held so dear, to me were just a waste of time Making believe we know it all without enough of an understanding going on All of the words won't change your mind 'Cause they're lost when you put the letter back in the drawer If I stood before you now, you couldn't put me away anymore Letters don't count Letters don't, letters don't count Letters, letters don't, letters don't count
I wanted to write you a beautiful, beautiful song I wanted to write you a beautiful, beautiful song A beautiful song The kind that makes your memory go sailing through the window Like in a movie And fly away, a million miles into space And look down And look down on the lights of the world Like people were as nice as the sight of it all Just you I wanted to sing you a beautiful, beautiful song I wanted to sing you a beautiful, beautiful song But you know what a cynic I am And my voice isn't that good anyway So all I can do is rave on
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