cotton ears But I know there must be There must be, yes, I know there must be a place to go You saw me from the cathedral Well I'm an ancient heart Yes
I got a scent on you. I got something here to show (It's) somebody's slice of life I had it tailor made, I had it soaken, shaken and shown around the
Cos it comes in this real night He likes the sun See the cornered clown He likes the sun Let us waste this town And when it rains You feel the click in his heart
There's a good tradition of love and hate staying by the fireside There's a good tradition of love and hate staying by the fireside And though the rain
Johnny was a peculiar guy Brough up on love and the reasons why but the reasons why ought not to be said and so I'm left hands held to my head I love
winning now They play all the tricks with smiles And a sorry past For poor caw Their own room And winter tales Never touched these girls before They hear
When your life has all been token And your stance is akin to broken hearts You've grown weary - I'm not weary I can take your part It's eye-open time
Give me a stand A standing ovation, baby Give me a road Which I can tail You don't know nothing, baby So don't pretend Or you might pay Cost It's costing
All God's children need travelling shoes Drive your problems from here All good people read good books Now your conscience is clear I hear you talk girl
I could have held you once more with that light It's nothing to you, but it keeps me alive Like a Valentine's Day, it's a Valentine's heart, anyway The
Everyone has said that I might go 'Cos my red suitcase and my ray-bans Weren't quite so I'd bear the heavy wind and rain that falls I'll never come back
