Yeah yeah yeah
I aim at the first one
who'll dare to stand still
Oh lord your tension
is making me ill
You've got no friends
in your home
You've got no family stone
You can't go
yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
Everyone in every town
on every boat every trip
the multitalented strip
will gather 'round you
with coke and pain
Oh the trees ain't
no doubt about
The seeds I had
no thought about
No yeah yeah yeah
Don't know why I
can't locate this feeling
that I would
rather be with you
It makes no sense
why you're crying out loud
Well I may love you
This stress is
wasting my emotions
that I would
rather be with you
Don't let them
closer to this secret
that I may love you
Take 'em outta west
Take 'em outta height
Take 'em on a sweet ride
Those little angels
are numbered nine
The colored TV once shined
on desolation one-five
They've got it
yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
Bust 'em in the light
bust 'em in the light
bust 'em in the daylight
They ain't worthy
being named as thieves
One of those shorties said hi
up to the abbot who died
the rebound
yeah yeah yeah
Don't know why I
can't locate this feeling
that I would
rather be with you
It makes no sense
you're crying out loud
Well I may love you
This stress is
wasting my emotions
that I would
rather be with you
Don't let them
closer to this secret
that I may love you
Yeah yeah yeah
Now hear the bluebird
whistle hymns like
I would rather
heal your wounds
Now hear the dark gun
punching out that
that I may love you
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah