Lyrics:
cherry lipstick
Never wash you off my face
Hit me, I can take your cheap shots
Leave you with the love we made
I set my watch by a street-side clock
can
Narrator, Female Ensemble & Children
Poor, poor Joseph, what'cha gonna do?
Things look bad for you, hey, what'cha gonna do?
Poor, poor Joseph,
When by the phone
In vain you sit
You very soon in your mind realize that it's not just
An ordinary pain in your heart
When you by chance
Go
If you're looking for someone that you can keep
Well, baby, pass me by
But if you want something that's twenty years deep
Oh baby, don't even
you'll sell 'em cheap
Yeah, you'll give 'em for free
Well, I cleaned all my pistons
I'm running on 91
And I'm piecing myself
Back off the shelf
One
cherry lipstick
Never wash you off my face
Hit me, I can take your cheap shots
Leave you with the love we made
I set my watch by a street-side clock
My heart, it ain't running right
Won't you give it a kick
Will you be my handy man?
Will you do the trick?
I count the days as they pass me by
If you're looking for someone that you can keep
Well, baby, pass me by
But if you want something that's twenty years deep
Oh baby, don't even
someone
(What? What have I done?)
(Jesus Christ)
(You gotta be kidding me)
I am the plan
Cheap imitations by obsessive fans
But you're great,
falling February snow
For tomorrow you'll be rolling somewhere light and free
Somewhere where these chilly winds don't blow
And maybe now and then you
feet
(Falling just like)
Spring Rain
Standing on the lawn with cousins and child brides
Caught for the camera on their best sides
Being caught
I pay the price for cheap advice
Sick of leaving in the morning
With the night you gave away
So now I'm gonna take that all that I can get
With
falling off the trees
On a dreamer's holiday
Every day for breakfast there's a dish of scrambled stars
And for luncheon you'll be munchin' rainbow
pulled you back, baby
For another encore
Back by popular demand
I finally got my baby back again
Back by popular demand
Got you in my arms again
Again
the hour
They're falling by the score
You know, it's getting very simple now
'Cause no one believe in me anymore
Oh, heaven's just a state of mind
My
Sometimes I think
Life is just a rodeo
The trick is to ride
And make it to the bell
But there is a place
Sweet as you will ever know
In music
curse your own mother
For the day that you were born
It's all been a trick
A little sleight of hand
Like the clown in the circus
Who tells a story
pick, leave yourself behind"
I said, yeah!
I've no fear but for falling down
So look out below I am falling now
Oh please understand I just need,
Granada, I'm falling under your spell,
And if you could speak, what a fascinating tale you would tell.
Of an age the world has long forgotten.
Granada, I'm falling under your spell,
And if you could speak, what a fascinating tale you would tell.
Of an age the world has long forgotten.
looking to bright for me
Oh you need some change, and you need it faster?
Think the sky is falling and it´s you it´s after?
You´re not born to loose, but
over your bitch
Coming over your shit
Got my feet up on you sofas, man
I mean a hostess for my open hand
You coming home to dishes and empty soda
wants
Tell me what is it that she needs
Did she hear about the brand new Benz that you just bought for me
Now what is it that she wants
Tell me what
fix it for you, sonny
It won't take too long, it'll just take money
Then he said, "Ain't you that songwriter guy"
And I said, "Yes I am," he said,
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