Ah, ah, ah You must think I'm a fool So prosaic and awkward and all D'you think you've got me down? D'you think I've never been out of this town? Do
Now the folks was havin' the time of their life Sam was jivin' Jimmie's wife Over in the corner was a beat up grand Being played by a big fat piano
, babe, I'm on fire The cattleman from Down Under says it The patriot with his plunder says it Watching a boat of full of refugees Sinking into the fuckin' sea
the folks was havin' the time of their life And Sam was jivin' Jimmie's wife Over in the corner was a beat up grand Being played by a big fat piano man
on fire Babe, I'm on fire The cattleman from down under says it The patriot with his plunder says it Watching a boat of full of refugees Sinking into the sea
in to love And sharing my time Letting someone into my misery I told it all step by step How I landed on the island And how I swim across the sea And
by the storm I crumpled under cudgel blows and finally came ashore I spent the next two years or more just staring at the wall We went to sea to see the
you make amends To all the ones under your guns How have you treated your friends David Crosby: Lead Vocal Jeff Pevar: Vocals, Fretless Bass, Acoustic and Electric Guitars James Raymond: Vocals, Piano
Eyes Too Blue (David Crosby and James Raymond) [Intro. (Piano and Harmonica)] She walks into a sideways rain Hands tucked under her arms It's cold
girls they Bullwinkles, tricks of Rip Van Winkles but now you mingle with a real cat that gets the Pringles and all you gotta be is thankful that we can see the sea
split in two: one half jealous and one half cruel. I felt my chest cave in under a pile of synthetic grins. The fields are day-glo under sobbing rainbows
Like unique still sixteen and feelin' horny Point to the sky feel free A sea of people, all equal smiles in front and behind me Swim in the deep blue sea
one Heavy magnum in your side Or a bloody thorn Skating bullets on angel dust In a dead sea of fluid mercury Baby piano cries Under your heavy index
eels Yes... that's what I like, boy That's what I like Pie and mash and liquor, walking about in the rain William brookes and comical looks, pianos,
eels Yes... that's what I like, boy That's what I like Pie and mash and liquor Walking about in the rain William Brookes and comical looks Pianos
HANNIBAL" BY CHALUMEAU (We have reached the great choral scene in which HANNIBAL and his army return to save Carthage from the Roman invasion under
eels. Yes, that's what I like, boy. That's what I like. Pie an' mash in liquor, walking about in the rain. William books, comical looks, pianos, tram