Bills4everNY

I never say anything at all But with nothing to consider They forget my name (ame, ame, ame) They call me hell They call me Stacey They call me Her They call me Jane That's not my name

Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy Out in the back seat of my '60 Chevy Workin' on mysteries without any clues Workin' on our night moves

I got the call today I didn't wanna hear But I knew that it would come An old true friend of ours Was talking on the phone She said you found someone

Then time will tell, just who has fell And who's been left behind When you go your way and I go mine

There's a world where I can go And tell my secrets to In my room In my room In this world I lock out All my worries and my fears In my room In my room

Back in the beginning, streetside talking You said "count on me" You were always saying "Things would happen" "Just you wait and see" You said I could count on you You never did come through I can only count on you To let me down

I was born with a plastic spoon in my mouth The north side of my town faced east And the east was facing south And now you dare to look me in the eye Those crocodile tears are what you cry It's a genuine problem, you won't try To work it out at all Just pass it by, pass it by Substitute, me for him Substitute, my coke for gin Substitute, you for my mom At least I'll get my washing done

Pretty soon the sun will be going down And this little town will be cool and dark Forget about Heaven Let me stay here forever In the valley of the thundering hearts

Among all his iconic roles, "Field of Dreams" was my favorite. RIP

Reaching out, to touch a stranger Electric eyes are everywhere See that girl, she knows I'm watching She likes the way I stare If they say why? Why? Why? Why? Tell 'em that it's human nature

I don't want to argue I ain't gonna budge Won't you take this number down Before you call up the Judge? I don't want to argue There's nothing to say Get me out of your starry eyes and be on your way

Well. I'm running Police on my back I've been hiding Police on my back There was a shooting Police on my back And the victim Well, he won't come back I've been running Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday

Time's real short, you know the distance is long I'd like to have a jet, but it's not in this song Climb back in the cab, cross my fingers for luck We gotta keep moving, if we're going to make a buck Let it roll, Down the highway

Yeah you know I'm on the last train back to Tokyo And I'm all alone On the last train back to Tokyo And I can't find my way home

It was a hot summer night and the beach was burning There was fog crawling over the sand Oh, when I listen to your heart I hear the whole world turning I see the shooting stars falling through your trembling hands

Cause I ain't asking nobody for nothing If I can't get it on my own If you don't like the way I'm livin' You just leave this long-haired country boy alone

When I die and they lay me to rest Gonna go to the place that's the best When I lay me down to die Goin' up to the Spirit in the sky