Sweet surrender on the quayside You remember we used to run and hide In the shadow of the cargoes I take you one at a time And we're counting all the
You get a shiver in the dark It's been raining in the park but meantime South of the river you stop and you hold everything A band is blowing Dixie double
High and dry in the long hot day Lost and lonely in every way Got the flats all around me sky up above I need a little water of love I've been too long
Red sun go down way over dirty town Starling are sweeping around crazy shoals A girl is there high heeling across the square Wind blows around in her
There's a shadow hanging over the valley Total eclipse of the moon Closing up the gates of the city The wind plays a wild storm Don't you put the lock
getting crazy on the waltzers but it's the life that i choose sing about the sixblade sing about the switchback and a torture tattoo and i been riding
calling elvis - is anybody home calling elvis - I'm here all alone did he leave the building or can he come to the phone calling elvis - I'm here all
there's gotta be a record of you some place you gotta be on somebody's books the lowdown - a picture of your face your injured looks the sacred and profane
Your six blade knife can do anything for you Anything you want it to One blade for breaking my heart One blade for tearing me apart Your six blade knife
I wonder where you are tonight you're probably on the rampage somewhere you have been known to take delight in gettin' in somebody's hair and you always
well it's a strange old game - you learn it slow one step forward and it's back to go you're standing on the throttle you're standing on the breaks in
if we can't get along we oughta be apart and I'm wondering where'd you get that cold, cold heart set me free - sign my release I'm tired of being the
last time I was sober, man I felt bad worst hangover that I ever had it took six hamburgers and scotch all night nicotine for breakfast just to put me
with all the clarity of dream the sky so blue, the grass so green the rank and file and the navy blue the deep and strong, the straight and true the
I can see what you're looking to find in the smile on my face in my peace of mind in my state of grace I send what I can to the man from the ministry
will you and your friend come around are you and your friend gonna get on down will you and your friend come around or are you and your friend gonna let
well this is my back yard - my back gate I hate to start my parties late here's the party cart - ain't that great? that ain't the best part baby - just
Stepping out to Angellucci's for my coffee beans Checking out the movies and the magazines Waitress she watches me crossing from the Barocco Bar I'm getting
