Well I look through a window and I see Some people lying on strange contraptions...
Fond affections are never said They're only sung in songs I never was naive enough...
Over the airwaves tonight, Sailing by a love lonely light, Isn't it blue, but isn't...
(l. stansfield/i. devaney/a. morris) Feel the sun on your face and the wind in you...
You play games in the street Who to trust and who to meet Sweet justice...
For what its worth it was a pleasure To see...
I slipped and fell with your gun in my mouth...
You were an expensive hobby Costing me leg and arm...
I’m still standing and demanding An explanation from you Go...
My passtime's aggrivation Cause I can't please you And I...
So you Took what you wanted to Did what you...