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"3am In Brooklyn" [ lyrics ] "40 Hours Ago" [ lyrics ] "72nd St." [ lyrics ] "Another Shade Of Green (improv)" [ lyrics ] "Autumn Fallin" [ lyrics ] "Big Ben" [ lyrics ] "Blue Skies" [ lyrics ] "Color Confused" [ lyrics ] "Corduroy" [ lyrics ] "Darlin' All I Ask" [ lyrics ] "Demon Love" [ lyrics ] "Feelin Sorry" [ lyrics ] "Gray Or Blue" [ stream | lyrics ] "Hard To Say" [ lyrics ] "Have To Tell You" [ lyrics ] "If I Had A Boat" [ lyrics ] "Ill-Willed Person" [ lyrics ] "Is This Love ?" [ stream | lyrics ] "Letter" [ lyrics ] "Londone Callin'" [ lyrics ] "Lonely Men Built Lonely Cities" [ lyrics ] "Lucca" [ lyrics ] "Lullaby" [ lyrics ] "Marigold" [ lyrics ] "My Eyes Are Brown, Oh No!" [ lyrics ] "Not Yr Fault" [ lyrics ] "Oh, Julian!" [ lyrics ] "On And On" [ lyrics ] "One Day Loneliness" [ lyrics ] "One May Die So Lonely" [ lyrics ] "Over My Head" [ lyrics ] "Sea Green, See Blue" [ stream | lyrics ] "Singin Of The Birds" [ lyrics ] "Snow White" [ lyrics ] "So You Go Away" [ lyrics ] "Song For Paul" [ lyrics ] "Sycamore Down" [ lyrics ] "The Psychic Says" [ lyrics ] "Tragedy" [ lyrics ] "Understood (improv)" [ lyrics ] "What Happened" [ lyrics ] "You Are Lookin' Old" [ lyrics ] "You Are The Only One I Love" [ lyrics ] "Youd Rather Run" [ lyrics ] |
Tragedysuch a tragedy. such a shame.i had to push u in front of the train. o, i was walkin- u couldn't keep up! u kept on talkin (u wouldn't shut up). and im sorry, but that's what i do when someone upsets me (n u always do) n it's oh so sad yre such a mush everyone heard when yr body went sploosh ya know, it could have been jim- instead it was im so sorry- it's just i thought u knew u . . . can always count on me to bring ya down bop-ba when someones a moron. or a jerk- they keep on flirtin with yr boyfriend, it starts to hurt. yre ragin with fire- yr face is so red- man, if only theyd drown, or choke, or drop dead. but oh it can happen- a matter of will u just pick yr poison n u let it spill into their coffee or into their beer n that's how u ma-a-a-a-ake them d i s a p p e . . . n u can always count on me to bring ya down bop-ba yre waitin on line at the bank of ny someone cuts u like a knife n fork tap on their shoulder. spit in their face. say, "hey man, im sorry, u just stole my space." n if they feel guilty n trade spots with u (cause that's the natural n the right thing to do) calm down. let it go. worse things have happened in ny altho- if they ignore u n turn back around choose yr weapon n never ever back down it may be a hammer. it may be a gun. doesn't really matter as long as u run quick as u can away from the scene (just leave the janitor the body to clean) n dont think about it n never feel mean i murdered ( ) i was only a teen-ager . . . u can always count on me to bring ya down bop-ba |