Lyrics:
Well from out of the darkness that breaks the dawn
Zero rode like twilight
He said "Tonight's the night, Blind Terry, come on"
Terry come on, tonight
of his own life.
Terry Waite says
Terry Waite says
What are those trees
Painted white jobs
Silvered something
Silvered something
50 plus
Out
Terry is a recluse, he's a misfit
Terry never goes out, he's a hermit
A lonely lonely dude
Terry won't answer the phone or the door
& we don't see
Hi, George
Morning, Terry
Hi, George
Morning, Terry
Ooh wee
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Sticks and stones may break my bones
Hi, George
Morning, Terry
Hi, George
Morning, Terry
Ooh wee
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Sticks and stones may break my bones
behind him while singing this rhyme
Terry's very daring and strong
Singing loud his traveling song
Terry's out in outer space
Searching for that special
keyboards
Peter Wolf keyboards
Ed Mann percussion
Arthur Barrow bass
Vinnie Colaiuta drums
Terry Bozzio voice]
Bozzio: He'd been out here a long time, you
Tune in tune on turn down drop off
All around us there are mysteries
Why do aeroplanes fly?
Who invented the umbrella?
Terry Wibbley
And how
Who
Dominion
Frozen Image had connections with a group from our city called uh, Lo-Key
Who were signed to Jimmy Jam and Terry Lewis
And that's how I
Terry's only into fighting
My ma would like a letter home but I'm too tired for writing
Chorus
It almost breaks my heart when I think of Josephine
I told
from my favorite show
Sammy Terry in the back of the mortuary
Sammy Terry hanging out with George and Ghoulsby
Sammy Terry that's where I'll find my
Terry's party last night
An overweight greasy little man with a mouth
That opens more than now and again
Open up the red box
Come on, open it up
Open
Terry's party last night
An overweight greasy little man with a mouth
That opens more than now and again
Open up the red box
Come on, open it up
Open
again.
You ruined Terry's party last night.
An overweight greasy little man with a mouth
That opens more than now and again.
[Chorus]
Something
You ruined Terry's party last night
An overweight greasy little man with a mouth
That opens more than now and again
[Chorus:]
Something good
sight
Mr Lonely always calls at night
Let's hold on tight until the morning light
Terry's gonna meet him soon
Today at school, maybe noon
I hope
He said my bubbelgum
Is just like dynamite
Please let me know
If I can spit it out
The undertaker met Terry last night
Oh Terry, Harry told me
flaps
Grab my terryfolds
Grab my foldy holds
Grab my terry flaps
In my terryfolds
Grab my terry flaps
You gotta touch 'em
My terryfolds
Grab my
cleaned the fanlight inside-out
I was blowing saxophone on the weekend
In that down joint.
What's my line?
I'm happy cleaning windows
Take my time
(Pat Terry/Roger Murrah)
Well I was up all night well wonderin' what to do
Thinkin' that I oughta just forget about you
But it's a little too late
4 amTerry turns he just cannot sleep from the
ceaseless noise out inthe streetIt's too hot, and
it's too late, there's nothing he can do
the dunk on Maynard Terrace like LeBron did Jason Terry (woo)
You pussies super scary, put that on the Virgin Mary (huh?)
You make the hood embarrassed,
Ding dong, ding dong, hear the bell
Ringing out the first Noel
Joyous chimes ring loud and clear
Spreading word the Saviour's here
Humble men kneel
to ask her "How's her weekend?"
I say "Hi, Terry here", and she says "Terry who, the hell are you?"
The businessmen are having fun are they
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