When I was young they gave me a mongrel piano Spent all my time inventing the cup of tea Writing your name in the sea Banging my favorite head Missing
Dainties in a jam-jar, parson's color in the sky Water in a fountain doesn't get me very high Moby Dick and Albert making out with Captain Bligh So you
for a box of fading years And the elephants are dancing on the graves of squealing mice. Anyone for tennis, wouldn't that be nice? And the ice creams
(Eric Clapton and George Harrison) Thinkin' 'bout the times you drove in my car. Thinkin' that I might have drove you too far. And I'm thinkin' 'bout
(Jack Bruce and Pete Brown) When I was young they gave me a mongrel piano, Spent all my time inventing the cup of tea. Writing your name in the sea,
(Ginger Baker) Dainties in a jam-jar, parson's colour in the sky. Water in a fountain doesn't get me very high. Moby Dick and Albert making out with
(Skip James) I'm so glad, I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad I'm so glad, I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad I don't know what to do, I
, Gonna catch me a freight train. Gonna leave this town, Work done got to hard. She's gone, but I don't worry, I'm sittin' on top of the world. [Goodbye Cream
to a fight. Hey now baby, get into my big black car Hey now baby, get into my big black car I wanna just show you what my politics are. [Goodbye Cream
I cut his throat now wear that like a necklace, respect this Twenty-two shots bodily harm, goodbye to your legs goodbye to arms goodbye to your moms [
I have been lying under a pillow of dreams and feeling moments of swimming in cream. This is the start of the end. Goodbye. Flowers are facing my life
ooh-ee It's that million dollar bash Ev'rybody from right now To over there and back The louder they come The harder they crack Come now, sweet cream
My sister's in the front seat with an ice cream cone My ma's in the black seat sittin' all alone As my pa steers her slow out of the lot For a test drive
I was big and bold and more than twice as old As all the cats I'd ever seen I grew my hair and bought a suit Of shiny white or was it cream I shook and
the weekend and dreaming Of sinking with the melody of the cliffs of eternity Got postcards from my former selves saying: "How've you been?" We might've said goodbyes
never gaved a fuck bout a bitch's needs And bitch *****s try to invade our town I'mma lay them down Spray the K and get out [The Game] Say goodbye to
