I hang my head and cry.
I wasnāt jealous before we met
Now every woman I see is a potential threat
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The king is gone but heās not forgotten.
Heās a real nowhere man
Sitting in his nowhere land
Making all his nowhere plans for nobodyā¦
Every generation
Blames the one before
And all of their frustrations
Come beating on your door
I know that Iām a prisoner
To all my father held so dear
I know that Iām a hostage
To all his hopes and fears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years
Love will abide
Take things in stride
Sounds like good advice
But thereās no one at my side
And time washes clean loveās wounds unseen
Thatās what someone told me
But I donāt know what it means
Itās 8:15
and thatās the time that itās always been
We got your message on the radio
conditions normal and youāre coming home
Enola Gay
is mother proud of little boy today?
Aha, this kiss you give,
itās never ever gonna fade away
Did I say that I loathe you?
Did I say that I want to
Leave it all behind?
Now when we got to Paradise
There were bonny games begun
There were four and twenty on the bus
And how we danced and sung
They called on me to sing a song
And I sung āem āPaddy Faganā
I danced a jig and I swung me twig
The day wiā went to Blaydon
She says, āThereās ants in the carpet, dirty little monsters
Eatinā all the morsels, pickinā up the rubbishā
Give her effervescence, she needs a little sparkle
Good morning TV, youāre lookinā so healthy
Youāve loved me as a loser
Now youāre worried that I just might win
Please donāt cry
For the ghost and the storm outside
Will not invade this sacred shrine
Nor infiltrate your mind
My life down I shall lie
If the bogey-man should try
To play tricks on your sacred mind
To tease, torment, and tantalize
We set controls for the heart of the sun
One of the ways we show our age
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[You have so many relationships in this life
Only one or two will last
You go through all the pain and strife
Then you turn your back and theyāre gone so fast
Oh, so hold on the ones who really care
In the end, theyāll be the only ones there
When you get old, start losing your hair
Can you tell me who will still care?
**Without googling, does anybody know what the song is **
I was surprised by these lyrics
Set against poppy upbeat music.
ABBA like.
Sister Mary, can you tell me, is there any news?
Sister Mary, Iāve been praying, what else can I do?
Sheās been gone, seems so long, I want to have her home.
Sister Mary, reassure me, help me to go on.
No takers?
The next bit is a giveaway
[Mmmbop, ba duba dop ba
Du bop, ba duba dop ba
Du bop, ba duba dop ba du
Yeah, yeah
Mmmbop, ba duba dop ba
Du bop, ba du dop ba
Du bop, ba du dop ba du
No idea why this came into my head there
Last thing I remember, I was running for the door
I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
"Relax, " said the night man, "We are programmed to receive
You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave"
Iām the half truth in the lie
Iām the why not in the why
Iām the last roll of the di
Iām the old school in the tie
Iām the spirit in the sky
Iām the catcher in the rye
Iām the twinkle in her eye
Iām Jeff Goldblum in āThe Flyā
Well, who am I?
Iām glad I canāt go back to where I came from
Iām glad those days are gone, gone for good
But if I could take spirits from my past and bringā 'em here
You know I would, you know I would
Nobody speaks to God these days
Nobody speaks to God these days
Iād like to think heās looking down and laughing at our ways
Nobody speaks to God these days