Lyrics:
(Wood Newton/Micki Furhman)
I was a rebel in my younger years
I'd...drink with the devil if he bought me a beer
Wore out two pickups just
will love you 'til the end of time
I would wait a million years
Promise you'll remember that you're mine
Baby can you see through the tears?
Love you
custom-made
And it's all guaranteed to never shrink or fade
'Cause of my reputation as the King of Suede
If you need a tuxedo for your junior prom
(Is my
to lose all time
A thousand answers by in our hand
Next to your deeper fears
We stand surrounded by million years
I'll be the roundabout
The words
so far away
And being grown was a million years back then
That summer between junior-high and high school took three years
Twenty more went by till
all you've got
It's a tough day for love but a good day for flower shops
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I don't need one, I need one million
and anywhere they're cryin' loud
Just seems to be the place I love the best
Surrounded by the blues in a place that losers use
Where one smile cost at least
Jay's baby, uh
You blew me away, you think more beauty in blue, green and grey
All my solemn men up north, 12 years a slave
12 years of age, thinkin'
and hot)
Peanuts (he sells a lot)
Peanuts
If you haven't got bananas don't be blue
Peanuts in a little bag are calling you
Don't waste them (no tummy
eighty-five well
When his stash slow, he be crazy
Say he by his moms, hit her on her payday
Junior high school dropout, teachers never cared
They was paid just
well
That he could find the only way
To talk across the USA
Telephone, telephone
Never be on your own
Many many years ago
He started
tender kiss
Always thinking how I miss my happiness
A million years it seems
Have gone by since we shared our dreams
But I'll hold you again
years and maybe more
Since I first set eyes on you
The best years of my life gone by
Here I am alone and blue
Some people cry and some people die
)
Well, you can hide away honey
In your rock and roll dreams
You can stand by your blue suede shoes
But the party is over
And I'm getting tired
years and maybe more
Since I first set eyes on you
The best years of my life gone by
Here I am alone and blue
Some people cry and some people die
Well, I see hands and attesting faces
Reachin' up but not quite touching the Promised Land
Well, I taste tears and a whole lot of previous years
Lovesick, homesick, sick of the road too
There's a reason all them boys back when sang blues
And please don't ask me how these last years went
[T.W. speaks]
Well, it's been five years
N' I guess I've cried a million tears
Lookin' out the window of this little room
Right over that flashin'
on Lucille, and started the singing blues
Well, now when I'm paying my dues,
Maybe you don't know what I mean when I say paying dues, I mean when things
the rose you plant in your bed tends to you, hard and blue
Some folks take money
Some take their life
Some take forever to see, well
Blind faith, blind
the rose you plant in your bed tends to you, hard and blue
Some folks take money
Some take their life
Some take forever to see, well
Blind faith, blind
wait it will probably accelerate
As the days and the months and the years go by
When I cry, I see millions of circles
When I cry, I see millions
on Rio from a heaven of blue
Send a radio to Rio de Janeiro
With a big hello just so they'll know and stand by there
We'll fly there
Oh, Rio,
on Rio from a heaven of blue
Send a radio to Rio de Janeiro
With a big hello just so they'll know and stand by there
We'll fly there
Oh, Rio,
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