a dungaree Red jacket shirt if you please My boogie woogie, boogie woogie, boogie woogie country girl Well I mean what I mean, my boogie woogie country
--------- Bad weather gathers all along the coast When the storm clouds gather And my blood runs cold If we can't go further When we get to the shore
[Written by Blue Oyster Cult] All our times have come Here but now they're gone Seasons don't fear the reaper Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain We
Now we play our final hand Move in closer, understand This time like never before Only the black queen scores A card so high and so wild We should burn
A skyhole here, the sun's let in It melts the ice, it melts my skin The oceans rise, the lands recede Cities crumble, vermin feed We will all go together
The seas turning black The sky turning red And someone talking in my bed I know I've got to chase the devil tonight For the time is here But the way,
THE MIDDAY SKY WAS GREY AND PURPLE AT LEAST IT WASN'T BLUE FOR I HAVE BEEN A LOST AND LONELY AND WHAT I DO I WANT THE SKY TO BE THE WAY I AM SAILOR ON
Heave lads, an audience awaits Heave lads, the final scene is set Heave lads, curtains clear the debt Waiting in empty halls Smiling between the walls
If we could fly In the dreaming of dreams And you came to me I would welcome you in But now I'm awake In the dark on my own With nothing to read And
----------------------- Just as one life turns from birth Just as the ring finds its worth Just as the leaf turns to gold So you and I will be sold Chorus
If beauty is an ecstasy and anger keeps you poor A hungry man is never free, a rich man never cured Things were never what they used to be Now every crowd
Thirteen valleys he has wandered for her love For he thinks he is the one that she dreams of But her bed was made elsewhere from the first day she got
Black cars come and black cars go full of secrets you will never know tires hiss in the rain be feels through the night? shadows move behind the glass
A score of years this line has run Above the crests that drown the sun A mile high the turbines turned The stokers sweat the monkeys burned I will carry
The autumn howled around the heads That hung so slack, with lips so red The blooms had withered leaves were shed Tongues stuck in jaws, sad clowns parade
I've come on a few years From my Hollywood highs The best of the last The cleanest star they ever had I'm stiff on my legend The films that I made Forget
All the rain came down On a cold new town As he carried you away From your father's hand That always seemed like a fist Reaching out to make you pay
Get up I feel the way the wind blows It tells me where you've been through I watch the way the sun sets Until the night's inside you Some days I just
