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picks a tune out and he blows it on the harp.

Down on the corner, out in the street
Willy and the Poorboys are playin'
Bring a nickel; tap your feet.
baby, ride on, baby
I could pick your face out in an FBI file
You may look pretty but I can't say the same for your
mind
Ah ah ah

You walk up to me
Maybe she'll pick him out again, how long must he wait
Once more for a simple twist of fate.

People tell me it's a sin
To know and feel too much
time's runnin' out, I gotta' spill some blood
If I don't do it quick, shit, my name'll be mud
So I pick out a hardrock and rush him in his cell
Beat his
So I pick out a hardrock and rush him in his cell 
Beat his ass down and then say that he fell 
And if I gotta' do him, screw him, the convict's dead
the night
He may not be here when the morning comes

I don't pick out his ties 
Or expect his tomorrows
But I feel when he's in my arms, he's where he
I'll pick out my Rolls Royce

Pop hits, a virus in your ear
The song you long to hear
Will never disappear
Pop hits, hear the machine
Of the futurist
But nothing feels at all the same
The old piano or the sound of rain
Pick out a memory to keep me company
To hold beside me while I sleep

So
a perfectly good island somewhere
Where a ride that floats and don't grab your coats
You won't need them where we are going

[Chorus]

Pick me up
Out
up.
Willy picks a tune out,
And he blows it on the harp.

Down on the corner
Out in the street.
Willy and the poor boys are playin'
Bring
ever known
Then I'd come and pick you out to be my very own

There'll never be anyone else but you for me
Never ever be, just couldn't be, anyone
of the clock
And walks along with a parrot that talks
Hunts her down by the waterfront docks
Where the sailors all come in
Maybe she'll pick him out again
Oh,
So I get up and go downtown
And pick me out a little piece of ground
Where I can prove something to the world
I can prove something to the world
like the smoke
Beyond all repair

But my darling says
"Leonard, just let it go by
That old silhouette
On the great western sky"
So I pick out
tries another pick

An electric lights go out
Candle light will see you through
When you got a heartache
There ain't nothin' you can do

There
down my wrist bitch I'm Patek'd up (bust up)
Yellow skin bitch and she tatted up (hey!)
I pick out a foreign got options (foreign)
Get up your bag
your new dress on we got no time to lose
I'll go find a welcome mat and spread it out with cheer
I don't know yet just who they are can't pick 'em out
they are can't pick 'em out from here

But we got company comin' yeah there's company comin'
We got company comin' up the road
They're comin' up
Gotta get out of TV
Just pick a point and go
The ticker-tape tangles my feet
As I search for a face that I know
Come on, tower crane driver
the silk leash nice + tite
Your wife helped pick it out. The irony is 
That you worked 3 hours for it you wish you
Could ignore it. You're a hooker.
This is not a joke
Pick up the megaphone
Think out loud
What are you waiting for?
Clear your god damn throat
You are the megaphone
Don't wait
name,
Its Spathic!

Sticky, tricky, creaky, freaky flit.
Dig it out, pick it out, cut it out.
That plain impact contains a free strain.
No sign is
a free coffee

Lucky he's a jesus freak moonlighting,

At the ACME discount store over in Queens,

The burglar alarm starts to scream,

A cop picks out his
like that? 
How would you like that? 

Or we could pick out on some junk food 
Don't worry, baby, I won't judge you 
How would you like that? 
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