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When you wake up Feelin' old At this piano filled with souls Some strange purse Stuffed nervous with gold Can you be where you want to be?

So when you call up that shrink in Beverly Hills You know the one, Dr. Everything'll-Be-Alright Instead of asking him how much of your time is left Ask him how much of your mind, babe 'Cause in this life Things are much harder than in the afterworld In this life You're on your own And if de-elevator tries to bring you down Go crazy (Punch a higher floor) Whoo

Like leaves we touch, we learn. We once knew the story. As winter calls he will starve, All but to see the stone be life.

When he first came to the mountains his life was far away On the road and hanging by a song But the string's already broken and he doesn't really care It keeps changing fast and it don't last for long

I've seen fire and I've seen rain I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend But I always thought that I'd see you again

Woman, I know you understand The little child inside the man Please remember my life is in your hands And woman, hold me close to your heart However distant, don't keep us apart After all it is written in the stars

Sail on by Your time has come to shine All your dreams are on their way See how they shine Oh, if you need a friend I'm sailing right behind Like a bridge over troubled water I will ease your mind Like a bridge over troubled water I will ease your mind

Lost in thought and lost in time While the seeds of life and the seeds of change were planted Outside the rain fell dark and slow While I pondered on this dangerous but irresistible pastime I took a heavenly ride through our silence I knew the moment had arrived For killing the past and coming back to life

Just so you know You will always be the hardest thing I will let go Driving past your church and all the houses in a row The feeling in my chest is fire Broken glass and wire See my smile? I’m thinking of the days Light reflecting in your eyes It was never the same

Live a little, be a gypsy, get around Get your feet up off the ground, live a little, get around Hands across the water, water Heads across the sky

More than your eye can see and ears can hear Year by year, all the sense disappears Nonsense perseveres prayers laced with fear Beware 2 triple O is near It might feel good, it might sound a lil' somethin' But damn the game if it don't mean nuttin' What is game, who got game, where's the game in life? Behind the game, behind the game

Now, when all of the bandits that you turn your other cheek to All lay down their bandanas and complain And you want somebody you don't have to speak to Won't you come see me, Queen Jane? Ah, won't you come see me, Queen Jane?

'Cause I live and breathe this Philadelphia freedom From the day that I was born, I've waved the flag

Anarchy for the UK It's coming sometime and maybe I give a wrong time stop a traffic line. Your future dream is a shopping scheme 'Cause I wanna be anarchy, It's in the city How many ways to get what you want I use the best I use the rest I use the enemy I use anarchy 'Cause I wanna be anarchy

Nothin' shakin' on shakedown street, used to be the heart of town Don't tell me this town ain't got no heart, you just gotta poke around

These times are so uncertain There's a yearning undefined And people filled with rage We all need a little tenderness How can love survive in such a graceless age The trust and self-assurance that lead to happiness They're the very things we kill, I guess Pride and competition cannot fill these empty arms And the work I put between us, You know it doesn't keep me warm

You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need You gotta sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street You gotta be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking

Blood on the rooftops, Venice in the Spring Streets of San Francisco, word from Peking The trouble was started by a young Errol Flynn Better in my day, oh Lord For when we got bored we'd have a World War, happy but poor So let's skip the news boy, I'll go make that tea Blood on the rooftops, too much for me

Two dozen other stupid reasons Why we should suffer for this? Don't bother trying to explain them Just hold my hand while I come to a decision on it Sooner or later your legs give way, you hit the ground Save it for later, don't run away and let me down Sooner or later you'll hit the deck you'll get found out Save it for later, don't runaway and let me down, you let me down

I'll be holding on And holding in One more night One more night till the morning One more night One more night till the day

Don't stop thinking about tomorrow Don't stop, it'll soon be here It'll be here better than before Yesterday's gone, yesterday's gone Why not think about times to come? And not about the things that you've done? If your life was bad to you Just think what tomorrow will do

Just take a pebble and cast it to the sea Then watch the ripples that unfold into me My face spills so gently into your eyes Disturbing the waters of our lives

Neon-heart, day-glow eyes A city lit by fireflies They're advertising in the skies For people like us And I miss you when you're not around I'm getting ready to leave the ground Oh, you look so beautiful tonight In the city of blinding lights

I turned to my son and said "Was that something beautiful, amazing, wonderful, extraordinary Beautiful?" "Oh! it was OK!! But there were no clowns, or lions, or tigers, no bears Candy-floss, toffee apples, no clowns."

And teach your parents well Their children's hell will slowly go by And feed them on your dreams The one they pick's the one you'll know by Don't you ever ask them, "Why? If they told you, you will cry So just look at them and sigh And know they love you